Cafe On The Corner

At the cafe down on the corner
 With a lost look on his face
 There ain't no fields to plow
 No reason to now
 He's just a little out of place
 They say crime don't pay
 But neither does farmin' these days
 And the coffee is cold
 And he's fifty years old
 And he's got to learn to live some other way
 At the cafe down on the corner
 With a lost look on his face
 There ain't no fields to plow
 He's busin' tables now
 He's just a little out of place
 And the meek shall inherit the earth
 And the bank shall repossess it
 This job don't pay half what it's worth
 But it's a thankful man that gets it
 At the cafe down on the corner
 With a lost look on his face
 There ain't no fields to plow
 He's wishin' for one now
 He's just a little out of place
 All these soldiers without wars
 And hometown boys without a home
 Farmers without fields
 Dealers without deals
 And they sit here drinking coffee all alone
 At the cafe down on the corner
 With a lost look on their face
 There ain't no fields to plow
 They're wishin' for one now
 They're just a little out of place