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Black Coffee and Diesel Fuel
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A truck-driver-in-love song
alternative blues comedy
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Alternative. Blues. Comedy. Acoustic. Folk. Jazz. Protest. Country. Car songs. Motorcycle songs. Horse songs. Songs about mothers. Songs about being a mother.
Musically, I'm a storyteller. As a storyteller, I use music. Note, 5/10/06: I just took "Ridin' In Alone" off the page, because in my studies (I'm doing my Master of Arts in Humanities, with a Storytelling emphasis, at Prescott College) I have begun to do archival research, and that was one of several songs that were just not correct. Bits and pieces of it were, but the whols thing was incorrect... Damn! And it was one of my favorites! I have rewritten the lyrics, keeping the melody and chorus, and centered on Father Kino, an amazing man who did indeed ride alone throughout Apacheland in the late 1600's, building missions and bringing cattle, wheat, and orchards to Alta Pimeria. Gotta re-record it. I am mostly working by myself right now, although Bill Vasquez (keyboard, small brass, flutes) and I have long-range plans for recording and performing some wildly jazzy stuff. Working to pay the bills, unfortunately, gets in the way of musical time together at this point.
Song Info
Genre
Country Country-Pop
Charts
Peak #165
Peak in subgenre #12
Author
MaryK
Rights
1998, 2003
Uploaded
February 22, 2004
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.9 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
Somewhere, this story is actually happening, a trucker in love with a waitress but he just can't get the words out.
Lyrics
There's a waitress at that little cafe Back up the road a mile She takes real good care of her people, they say Got a happy, winning smile The kind of woman he's dreaming about Out on the long, dark road But he's afraid of changing his route To share his lonely load-- he says, "Gimme black coffee and diesel fuel Gotta get out of here before I act like a fool Get on down the road and try not to feel I don't wanna think this could be love for real Gimme black coffee and diesel fuel." He seems to travel this road a lot And stops pretty regular Always sitting in the same old spot Tryin' to get a word with her She's always kind and ever polite As she warms up his coffee cup Knows what he'll order and calls it right: "Browns and gravy, couple sunny-side up!" (chorus) He swears at himself as he drives away Know that he's fallin' apart Wishes he'd said what he'd meant to say That she holds the key to his heart But he's comin' back through here again next week And he'll try to tell her then Speak right out-- no mre shy and meek Not like every other time when-- (chorus)
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