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

The White Stripes - White Stripes - 1999
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