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Your breath is sweet Your eyes are like two jewels in the sky. On the pillow where you lie. Your back is straight, your hair is smooth 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 'fore I go To the valley below. One more cup of coffee for the road Your daddy he's an outlaw And a wanderer by trade And how to throw the blade He'll teach you how to pick and choose He oversees his kingdom So no stranger does intrude For another plate of food His voice it trembles as he calls out 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 You've never learned to read or write Like your mama and yourself There's no books upon your shelf. But your heart is like an ocean And your pleasure knows no limits Your voice is like a meadowlark Mysterious and dark One more cup of coffee for the road, One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below