That sad old country song that's on the station Been runnin' through my mind all day today I first heard it on a jukebox down in Texas When Connie worked the New Highway Cafe Well, that was sometime back in '67 When you could still get a Coca-Cola for a dime And I guess that I was glad to be alive then And I never paid the world no never-mind And my '57 Ford tuck 'n' rolled and primed and bored Was a home-away-from-home in every way That was pretty cherry livin', buddy, back in '67 When Connie worked the New Highway Cafe Well, me and Connie, we was goin' strong then Livin', lovin', laughin' day-to-day Makin' out, makin' plans and makin' music By the jukebox at the New Highway Cafe Well, all those days are gone, I guess forever And ol' Connie, she's probably up and married anyway But I guess that it can't hurt much to remember When Connie worked the New Highway Cafe And my '57 Ford tuck 'n' rolled and primed and bored Was a home-away-from-home in every way That was pretty cherry livin', buddy, back in '67 When Connie worked the New Highway Cafe When Connie worked the New Highway Cafe When Connie worked the New Highway Cafe