Frazey Ford One More Cup Of Coffee
Your breath is sweet, your eyes are like Two jewels in the night Your back is straight, your hair is smooth On the pillow where you lie But I don't sense affection Or 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 for I go To the valley below
Your Daddy, he's an outlaw A wanderer by trade He'll teach you how to pick and choose And how to throw the blade He overseas 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 for 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 Your pleasure knows no limit Your voice is like a meadow lark But your soul is like the ocean Mysterious and dark
One more cup of coffee for the road One more cup of coffee for I go To the valley below
