He was driving home one evening In his beat up Pontiac When an old lady flagged him down Her Mercedes had a flat He could see that she was frightened Standing out there in the snow Till he said Im here to help you maam By the way, my names Joe. She said, Im from St. Louis And Im only passing through I mustve seen a hundred cars go by This is awful nice of you. When he changed the tire, and closed her trunk And was about to drive away She said, How much do I owe you? Heres what he had to say You dont owe me a thing Ive been there too And someone once helped me out Just the way Im helping you If you really wanna pay me back Heres what you do Dont let the chain of love end with you See Clay Walker LiveGet tickets as low as 27You might also likeWell a few miles down the road The lady saw a small cafe She went in to grab a bite to eat And then be on her way But she couldnt help but notice How the waitress smiled so sweet And how she mustve been eight months along And dead on her feet No, she didnt know her story And she probably never will When the waitress went to get her change From a hundred dollar bill The lady slipped right out the door And on a napkin left a note There were tears in the waitresss eyes When she read what she wrote You dont owe me a thing Ive been there too And someone once helped me out Just the way Im helping you If you really wanna pay me back Heres what you do Dont let the chain of love end with you That night when she got home from work The waitress climbed into bed She was thinking bout the money And what the ladys note had said As her husband lay there sleeping She whispered soft and low Everythings gonna be alright I love you, Joe.
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