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 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 vally below.
Your daddy he's an' outlaw
An' a wanderer by trade
He'll teach you how to pick an' choose
An' 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 vally below.
Your sister sees the future
Like your mama an' yourself
You've never learned to read or write
There's no books upon your shelf
An' your pleasure knows no limits
Your voice is like a meadow lark
But your heart is an ocean
Mysterious an' dark.
One more cup of coffee for the road
One more cup of coffee 'fore i go
To the vally below