The Little 'Ole Diner
The little ‘ole diner
That used to rest on Main
Once was the most happenin’
Place in the town.
They played Elvis non-stop
On their ‘ole jukebox
‘N’ served the best burger
South a’ the Mason-Dixon Line.
They’d serve ya
An ice cold Cherry Coke
On them hot summer days
And they’d even put a cherry on the top
If you remembered to say “Please”.
And on ya birthday,
Kids would always pay a visit
To that little ole diner
‘Cause they’d always give ya
A homemade Oreo Sunday
And they’d be sure to icing ya nose.
But see
That little ole diner
Ain’t there no more.
The King and ole Mickey D’s
Ran ‘em outta business ya see?
With their golden arches
And ya having it yo way n’ such.
But now we ole folks still
‘Member our little ole diner
That used to rest on Main
‘Cause it used to be
The most happenin’ place
This side
Of the ole Mississippi.