One More Cup of Coffee
Your breath is sweet and weak,Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky.Your back is straight, your hair is smoothOn the pillow where you lie.But I don't sense affectionNo gratitude or loveYour loyalty is not to meBut to the stars above.
One more cup of coffee for the roadOne more cup of coffee 'fore I goTo the valley below.
Your daddy he's an outlawAnd a wanderer by tradeHe'll teach you how to pick and chooseAnd how to throw the bladeHe oversees his kingdomSo no stranger does intrudeHis voice it trembles as he calls outFor another plate of food
One more cup of coffee for the road,One more cup of coffee 'fore I goTo the valley below
Your sister sees the futureLike your mother and yourselfYou've never learned to read or writeThere's no books upon your shelf.But your pleasure knows no limitsAnd your voice is like a meadowlarkYour heart is like the oceanMysterious and dark
One more cup of coffee for the road,One more cup of coffee 'fore I goTo the valley below