Your breath is sweet, your eyes are like
Two jewels in the night
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth
On the pillow where you lieBut I don't sense affection
No gratitude or love
Your loyalty is not to me
But to the stars aboveOne more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley belowYour daddy he's an outlaw
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 foodOne more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley belowYour sister sees the future
Like your mama and yourself
You've never learned to read or write
There's no books upon your shelfYour pleasure knows no limits
Your voice is like a meadowlark
But your soul is like the ocean
Mysterious and dark
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below
