(rory lee/jonnie barnett)



He was driving home one evening,

In his beat up pontiac

When an old lady flagged him down,

Her mercedes had a flat

He could see that she was frightened,

Standing out there in the snow

'til he said i'm here to help you ma'am,

By the way my name is joe



She said i'm from st. louis,

And i'm only passing through

I must have seen a hundred cars go by,

This is awful nice of you

When he changed the tire,

And closed her trunk

And was about to drive away,

She said how much do i owe you

Here's what he had to say



You don't owe me a thing, i've been there too

Someone once helped me out,

Just the way i'm helping you

If you really want to pay me back,

Here's what you do

Don't let the chain of love end with you



Well a few miles down the road,

The lady saw a small cafe

She went in to grab a bite to eat,

And then be on her way

But she couldn't help but notice,

How the waitress smiled so sweet

And how she must've been eight months along,

And dead on her feet



And though she didn't know her story,

And she probably never will

When the waitress went to get her change,

From a hundred dollar bill

The lady slipped right out the door,

And on a napkin left a note

There were tears in the waitress's eyes,

When she read what she wrote



You don't owe me a thing,

I've been there too

Someone once helped me out,

Just the way i'm helping you

If you really want to pay me back,

Here's what you do

Don't let the chain of love end with you



That night when she got home from work,

The waitress climbed into bed

She was thinkin' about the money,

And what the lady's note had said

As her husband lay there sleeping,

She whispered soft and low

Everything's gonna be alright, i love you, joe