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 meadow lark 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
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