Death of a Salesman Steve Goodman

The traveling salesman stopped for gas
As it was getting late
He sure was feeling tired
And it was snowing on the interstate
He says "won't 'cha fill 'er up my friend
And see if my oil's alright
And do you know a place where a tired-out traveling man
Might spend the night?"

The attendant winked at him and said
"I bet you been around
Now the man who puts up lodgers here is
Known as Farmer Brown

You'll find him in that old stone house
That's just at the edge of town
And he's got a 15 year old daughter
Who likes to fool around."

Now the salesman winked right back at him
And a smile came to his lip
He paid for the gas and oil
And then he gave that man a tip
He started up and pushed that old gas pedal out to the floor
He roared off like a bat and in nothing flat
He was at the farmer's door