For another plate of food
There's no books upon your shelf
To the valley below
Where no stranger does intrude
Your daddy he's an outlaw
One more cup of coffee for the road
And your pleasure knows no limits
He oversees his kingdom
You've never learned to read or write
But your heart is like an ocean
One more cup of coffee for the road
And how to throw the blade
I don't sense affection
Your loyalty is not to me
Your sister sees the future
To the valley below
His voice it trembles as he calls out
And a wanderer by trade
On the pillow where you lie
He'll teach you how to pick and choose
One more cup of coffee before I go
Your voice is like a meadowlark
But to the stars above
Like your mama and yourself
So mysterious and dark
One more cup of coffee before I go
No gratitude or love
One more cup of coffee for the road
Your back is straight, your hair is smooth
One more cup of coffee before I go
