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This is an Great Old Bobby Bare Song off his Lullaby's, Legends & Lies Album
from about 1973, it was written by Shel Silverstein
Rosalie's Good Eats Cafe
G It's two in the morning, on Saturday night, at C Rosalie's Good Eats
GCafe, the C onions are frying, the G neon is bright, and the A7
juke box is starting to D7 play, and the G sign on the wall says in God
we trust, all Cothers have to G pay, It's C two in the morning, on G
Saturday night, at D7 Rosalie's Good Eats GCafe.
G The short order cook with the Mama Tattoo, He's C turning them
hamburgers G slow, C eggs over easy, G whole wheat down, do you
A7 all want that coffee to D7 go, he G never once dreamed, as a rodeo
star, that C he'd wind up here toGday, at C two in the morning, on G
Saturday night, at D7 Rosalie's Good Eats GCafe.
G There's a tall skinny girl in the booth in the back, wearing C jeans
and a
second hand G fur, she's C been to the doctor, then Gcalled up the
man, and now A7 wonders just where she can D7 turn, she G stares at her
coffee then looks toward the ceiling, but C Lord it's a strange place to
G pray, at C two in the morning, on GSaturday night, at D7 Rosalie's
Good Eats GCafe.
G There's a guy in a tux, and he stands in the corner, C feeding the
juke box
his G dimes, he C just had a woman, and G thought that he'd bought
her, but A7 found he'd just rented some D7 time, and G he couldn't
sleep, so he came back to see, if C anyone else wants to G play, at C
two in the morning, on G Saturday night, at D7 Rosalie's Good Eats
GCafe.
G Now there's an old dollar bill in a frame on the wall, the C first one
that
Rose ever G made, it was C once worth a dollar, a G long time ago, but
like A7 Rose it's beginning to D7 fade, She's G back of the register,
dreaming of someone, and C how things would be if he'd G stayed, but it'
s C two in the morning, on G Saturday night, at DRosalie's Good Eats
G
G The stoop shouldered man and his frizzy haired woman, it's C strange
how their eyes never G meet, Che's playing the pinball, she's G fixing
the blanket of the A7 baby asleep on the D7 seat, and G he's out of
work, and she's putting on weight, hell they C never did have much to G
say, but it's C two in the morning on G Saturday night, at D7 Rosalie'
s good eats Gcafe.
GThe waitress Darlene, she sits at the counter, C painting her
fingernails Gblue, and the C short order cook he yells G move it or
lose it, and A7 pick up an order of D7 stew, but G someday a rich
handsome man'll walk in and C carry her far, far aGway, from Ctwo in
the morning, on G Saturday night, at D7 Rosalie's Good Eats G Cafe.
G A shaggy haired hippie, he's finished his meal, and he's Ccounting the
change in his G jeans, a C burger and coffee are G eighty five cents,
and A7 he's only got twenty D7 three, he G smiles at Rose, and she
winks back at him, but C Lord that's a high price to G pay, at C two
in the morning, on GSaturday night, at D7 Rosalie's Good Eats GCafe.
GA baby faced sailor, leans on the phone, and C dials the number
Gagain, while the C guy in the tux tells the G girl in the jeans,
about the A7 wonderful places he's D7 been, and a Gwino comes in off
the street and starts shouting about the C fortunes that he through
aGway, and CRosalie's asking the G shaggy haired hippie, if C he's
got a warm place to G stay, and the C short order cook takes a G five
from the till, while CRosalie's looking G away, and the C onions keep
frying, the G neon
is bright, and the C juke box continues to G play, and it's C two in
the morning, on G Saturday night, at D7 Rosalie's Good Eats G Cafe.
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