She´s done with her chicken and fries
She´s reading the newspaper´s headlines
Saying: “Governor Brady denies”
And in a low voice I can hear her saying
“Why didn´t he ask me to stay?”
She looks like she´d once been a beauty
She´s still looking pretty right now
Well people like her´ve done their duty
Though her denims are faded and worn down
And once more I can hear her saying
“Why didn´t he ask me to stay?”
She looks at me over her paper
And speaks in a whispering voice
“I´ll tell you what I am still waitin´ for
From the day that he left me no choice:
I dream and I´m prayin´ that one day
He´s back and he asks me to stay!”
One thirty in Edna, South Texas
The waitress is back with my check
“You see I am lost here in my own past
Still waiting for him to come back”
And wasn´t it her I heard saying:
“Why didn´t he ask me to stay?”