Diner Coffee
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Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
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Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
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Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
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Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
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Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
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Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026
You could have the present But keep your soul alive Too strong Too weak Too hot Too cold You could have the present But keep your soul alive Too strong Too weak Too hot Too cold Take a ride Take a stroll You lost the drive Just don't forget To leave a tip Before you Return to your life Leave a tip! And I think about Saying hi And introducing myself And chatting about all those small towns The smallest towns we passed together Passed together on the road But it stays just a thought Just a thought in my mind Just a thought in my mind And I think about All those Truckers And their Lonely lifе on the road How much more comfort They must need to Rеst awhile Now drink Drink the Diner coffee And I think about Saying hi And introducing myself And chatting about all those small towns All those small town That we've passed together Passed together on the road But it stays a thought And I drink on And put my head down I think about Other things Future spawnings Glad tidings Et cetera, et cetera All the foolish Ephemera Percolating in the head Of my Trucker friend You're my trucker friend You're my trucker friend
Submitted by NecroLord — Jun 24, 2026