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Just a fun, two step tune I co-wrote with my husband, Laird Palmer, describing what happened when we had dinner years ago at  Roys Cafe (Sportsmans Club), a small town restaurant in West Texas.  Quitaque, Texas, Pop. 432!!

This song is the theme song for the Quitaque, Texas Chamber of Commerce!!  Thanks to Jack Johnson for putting together a terrific slide show of Quitaque and using my song!! 

"Quitaque" (kitty quay) is one of the most mispronounced cities in the USA" 

QUITAQUE          GUITAR CHORDS: CLICK
words & music by Beth Williams & Laird Palmer 

She's servin' up ribs on a Saturday night
A baby on the way, no relief in sight
People pullin off hot rolls as she walks around with a pan
Three drunk vaquero in the back of the room
singing nothing for the poor man, it's a full moon
feeling forsaken, left facing life with no plan

Quitaque, I heard her say, gotta find a way to get away
from Roys Cafe in Quitaque
Quitaque, I heard her say, gotta find a way to get away
from Roys Cafe in Quatique

Standing room only at quarter till eight
there's truckers, a church group, and couples on dates
she's keeping an eye on them, and one on the door
Picking up beer cans, hiding a frown
her back is aching, she wants to sit down
the cook hollers "order!", she picks up fajitas for four

CHORUS
Somebody asks what's the damage tonight
She says "Tell the cashier what you had and she'll write
you a ticket..go through the kitchen, she's right over there"
A one armed man leaves her a ten
Roy's waving & saying come see us again
She's looking round at the cigarette smoke in the air

BRIDGE
But tonight just might be the night
the tips will be enough to get her out of here
Tonight the South Plains just might smell
burning rubber, heartache leaving doubt & fear