Your breath is sweet Your eyes are like two jewels in
the sky. Your back is straight, your hair is smooth On the pillow where
you lie. But I don't sense affection No gratitude or love Your loyalty
is not to me But to the stars above.
One more cup of coffee for the
road, One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below.
Your
daddy he's an outlaw And a wanderer by trade He'll teach you how to pick
and choose And how to throw the blade. He oversees his kingdom So no
stranger does intrude His voice it trembles as he calls out For another
plate of food.
One more cup of coffee for the road, One more cup of
coffee 'fore I go To the valley below.
Your sister sees the
future Like your mama and yourself. You've never learned to read or
write There's no books upon your shelf. And your pleasure knows no
limits Your voice is like a meadowlark But your heart is like an
ocean Mysterious and dark.
One more cup of coffee for the road, One
more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below.
