In The Ol' Country Diner

I met this sweet gal at the diner,
Informally, to say the least,
Yet, I'd known her since she was a young 'un,
Back many a revolving sun.
Ironic it is we met again like this.
Destiny was surely to be tested.
Times were sweet on that night
In the ol' country diner.

We exchanged greetings and salutations.
She was shocked to see me.
She was doing well, and looked fine, too,
And it brought something out in me.
There's nothing like the scent of a certain woman
That sets the beast in a man free.
Times were sweet on that night
In the ol' country diner.

She asked me how I've been over time,
And I told her I've been fine.
I never mentioned the hard life I've led
Ever since that break from the day.
Times haven't been easy for me,
That much is true to say the least.
Times were sweet on that night
In the ol' country diner.

Then, her friends came on over, men they all were.
Drunk as the eye could see, they made crude remarks, too.
I remembered my days in tomfoolery land
Back in past fallen sands.
I know that I could easily dive on in,
But I would be immoral to partake on such wild oats,
Yet, times were sweet on that night
In the ol' country diner.

Then, I thought, "What the hell?"
And proceeded over to her table
To obtain her phone number,
To which she smiled, blushed, and handed it to me.
Suddenly, my life was looking up
For this perpetual misanthrope,
And times were definitely sweet on that night
In the ol' country diner.

We got together at the courthouse
In front of the justice of the peace.
We got hitched, just us two simple folks,
In a simple ceremony plain for all to see.
Oh, it was wonderful!
I'd found the path to Shangri-la.
All this happened because times were sweet on that night
In the ol' country diner.