Nickel Creek Cafe

I left Carlsbad, New Mexico, headed for that Texas line Through the badlands and the desert down below To where the Guadalupe Mountains touch the sky I was running close to empty, thought I?d call it a day Pulled my truck off on the shoulder at a place called the Nickel Creek Café I was weary from traveling and I had no place to stay When by chance I came across an oasis at the end of the day (no chord) Called the Nickel Creek Café (same chord progression rest of song) I heard music through the screen door, a soft, Spanish melody It took me back to a place I?d been before As I wandered in and found myself a seat I got lost in a feeling, one I hadn?t felt in years Spinning tales with the locals over home-made enchiladas and a beer I was weary from traveling and I had no place to stay When by chance I came across an oasis at the end of the day Called the Nickel Creek Café Jack Kincaid is the owner, he runs the place with his wife, Jo Selling propane to the truckers Who haul it off to Juarez, Mexico There?s not much business in the Spring best friend to metime, just the neighbors dropping in And as I left out for El Paso, I wondered when I?d pass this way again I was weary from traveling and I had no place to stay When by chance I came across an oasis at the end of the day Called the Nickel Creek Café