One More Cup of Coffee

Your breath is sweet and weak 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 no 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 mother and yourself You don't know how to read and write There's no books upon your shelf. But your pleasure knows no limits And your voice is like a meadowlark Your heart is like the ocean Mysterious and dark One more cup of coffee for the road, One more cup of coffee 'fore I go To the valley below --- One More Cup of Coffee - The White Stripes