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[Verse 1]
I was starin in my coffee at the truck stop
A hundred miles from my home
A man walked up beside me, curly white hair,
gettin quarters for the phone
He leaned an elbow on the counter, turned and said,
Boy, can I ask you what is wrong?
Cause I've seen that look before, starin up at me,
From a coffee cup long cold
[Verse 2]
I just grinned and looked at hom, said I been out here
on this road for a week
I been stoppin twice a day to put a call
into an answering machine
Now I'm a hundred miles from home and the truth is
a little more than I can face
I guess the road turned into home and I've lost
so many things along the way
[Verse 3]
He stood there stackin up his quarters and knowing look
swam across his eyes
H'said I've missed anniversary dinners, holidays,
and three different wives
I've traded graduations, ballgames and hugs
from little arms for all these miles
It's hard to make the right turns when you have trouble
lookin past your own headlights
[Chorus]
Over every hill there's gonna be a mountain
that you're gonna have to climb
Around every bend there'll be another curve
boy, ya gotta hug that line
Ya gotta drop her down in gear, think of how
them people feel back at home
Keep a pocket full of quarters, tell em just how much
you miss em when you're gone
[Verse 4]
I took a drink of coffee that he paid for
as he walked into the night
I never got his name, so I pulled myself together
and I ran outside
But the only person out there was the waitress
pullin on a cigarette
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Faintly in the wind, that empty parkin lot
echoed what he said
[Chorus]
Over every hill there's gonna be a mountain
that you're gonna have to climb
Around every bend there'll be another curve
boy, ya gotta hug that line
Ya gotta drop her down in gear, think of how
them people feel back at home
Keep a pocket full of quarters, tell em just how much
you miss em when you're gone
[Tag]
Keep a pocket full of quarters, tell em just how much
you love em when you're gone