One More Cup of Coffee
Bob Dylan
Your breath is sweet, your eyes are like two jewels in the sky Your back is straight, your head 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 is an outlaw and a wandered by trade He'll teach you how to pick and choose and how to throw the blade He oversee's his kingdom, so no stranger intrude His voice it trembles as he call 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 book 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