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 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.