Lyrics:

Big Mack was a driver of a semi rig from Denver to the coast of Maine
And every truck driver and highway man well they all knew big Mack's name
He stepped into a diner by the scales where he stopped to weigh
Took one look at the waitress there and we all heard him say
Pour me a piece of coffee pass me a cup of bread
Why you're the sweetest things that I've ever seen and there's a ringing in my head
Make my eggs a medium rare over easy with my steak
I'm gonna buy you a farm in Texas gal if it takes every sin I make
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Well she stood there a starin' at Big Mack kind of in a state of shock
She told him when he set his orange juice down be careful now it's kinda hot
I've already buttered your coffee the toast is in your cup
Your french fried soup and scrambled prunes will soon be coming up
She took off her apron grabbed her coat down off the rack
Took Big Mack's arm and told the boss I'm a quittin' and I won't be back
She climbed up in that diesel cab both pipes were a spoutin' smoke
Someone said Big Mack just fell and this time it ain't no joke
Pour me a piece of coffee...