She works day and night in a dingy cafe

Feedin' locals and passers by

She never complains of a heartache and pain

But sometimes she breaks down to cry

And her honky tonk husband spends most of his time

Drinking whiskey and watching TV

And now rumor has it he's foolin' around

But the rumor she she does not believe



And the sadness of that all is I could fall

Like rain from the sky for you

Sadness of that all is I could fall

Like rain from the sky for you



Each night at nine around closin' time

He drops by to say hello

We sit down and talk and go for walk

It gets just as far as it goes



And the sadness of it all...

And the sadness of it all...