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Backstory:

I saw a story on the internet that included a picture of a man sitting alone at a diner holding a picture of his late wife.                                                                                                                                                       

Lyrics:

                                                  
Talkin’ To Her Coffee Cup

V1
He hangs his cane on the diner coat rack, near his favorite corner booth
Even though he's alone, the waitress sets a place for two
She pours him his black coffee and one more with a touch a' cream
Soon he's deep in conversation with someone only he can see

(Chorus)
He ain't crazy
He's just lonely
Oh, her memory
Keeps him company
Like she's still alive
Gets a twinkle in his eyes
Yeah, they light up
Talkin' to her coffee cup

V2
He says, "whatcha think of our granddaughter, she sure looks like you
Got your hair and eyes, smart as a whip and so darn cute
I've been smilin' at our pictures from the Carolina coast
And I swear you’re right there with me when I watch old videos

Chorus

Bridge
They drove to that diner every Sunday after church
In that booth, they called their own, he proposed to her 

Chorus

Oh, you outta see his eyes light up
Talkin' to her coffee cup…ummm
Talkin' to her coffee cup


Copyright 10/1/23 Pat Kelley, BMI
pk2@vermontel.net