Lyrics:

1998**lf**Writers: Michael Martin Murphey, Westergen**lf****lf**I pulled into the Cowpoke Cafe Diner**lf**Over on Central Avenue**lf**There ain''t no cup of coffee finer**lf**And Jed there smokes some mean barbeque**lf****lf**They got a waitress at the counter named Sally**lf**Sometimes she brings me an extra piece of pie**lf**She knows about sad and lonely**lf**And sometimes she listens when I cry**lf****lf**I wish I could remember what it took to forget**lf**All the promises that we made**lf**So, waitress, won''t you bring me a big blue plate of memories**lf**Take it easy on the pain**lf****lf**Waitress, won''t you bring me a big blue plate of memories**lf**But take it easy on the pain**lf****lf**Instrumental**lf****lf**Sleep is never easy with neon lights are blindin''**lf**All night jukebox plays on**lf**Thats where your always going to find me**lf**I just can''t seem to find no love at home**lf****lf**And I pulled up to the ranch one morning**lf**I found a note stapled to the bed**lf**This is my resignation**lf**The cowboy I love might as well be dead**lf****lf**I wish I could remember what it took to forget**lf**All the promises that we made**lf**Waitress, won''t you bring me a big blue plate of memories**lf**But take it easy on the pain**lf****lf**Instrumental**lf****lf**I wish I could remember what it took to forget**lf**All the promises that we made**lf**So, waitress, won''t you bring me a big blue plate of memories**lf**But take it easy on the pain**lf****lf**Waitress, won''t you bring me a big blue plate of memories**lf**But take it easy on the pain