(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
