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

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 dady he's an outlaw

A wanderer by trade

He'll teach how to pick and choose

And how to throw the blade

He oversees his kingdom

No stranger dare intrude

His voice it trembles as he calls

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 yourshelf

Your pleasure knows no limits

Your voice is like a materline

It's your soul yet like an 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 for the road

To the valley below