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 before I go
to the valley below
Your daddy is an outlaw and a wanderer by trade.
He'll teach you how to pick and choose and how to throw the blade.
He overseas his kingdom so no stranger does intrude.
his voice trembles as he calls out for another player of food.
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee before I go
to the valley below
Your sister sees the future like your mama and yourself.
You never learned how to read our write, there's no books upon your shelf.
Your pleasure knows no limits, your voice is like a meadow lark.
but your heart is like the ocean, mysterious and dark.
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee before I go
to the valley below