BROUGHT TO YOU BY:
Willow Creek Records
"ONE EMPTY CHAIR"
Countin
Clouds
Lil' Things
You Do
Quitaque
He Kissed
her Picture
Before
the First Ring
I Sit & Ride
Sam Will
Be Here Soon
My Baby
Don't Dance
Send the Rain
Get Up
& Move Around
One Empty
Chair
Just a fun, two step tune I co-wrote with my husband in '96 describing what happened when we had dinner at a small town restaurant in North Texas. Quitaque, Texas, Pop. 432!!
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