(Dave Loggins / Lisa Silver)      Maggie's up each morning at four a.m.   By five at the counter at the diner   Her trucker friends out on the road will soon be stoppin' in   As the lights go on at Cafe Carolina.      Maggie's been a waitress here most all her life   Thirty years of coffee cups and sore feet   The mountains around Ashville    She’s never seen the other side   Closer now to fifty than to forty.      Maggie's never had a love   She said she’s never had enough   Time to let a man into her life   Aw, but Maggie has a dream   She's had since she was seventeen    To find a husband and be a wife.      --- Instrumental ---      Maggie knows the truckers most by first name   What they’ll have to say and what they'll order   And they take her in their stories to places far away   And leave her with the dishes, dreams and quarters.      Maggie's never had a love   She said she’s never had enough   Time to let a man into her life   Aw, but Maggie has a dream   She's had since she was seventeen    To find a husband and be a wife.      And she relies upon the jukebox on the lonely afternoon   When the business starts to slow down    She plays the saddest tunes   And she stares off down the highway    And she wonders where it goes   Nobody to go home to    And it’s almost time to close...