| Am | |
| Your Breath is sweet, your eyes are like |
| G | |
| Two | jewels in the sky |
| F | |
| Your back is straight your hair is smooth |
| E | |
| On the | pillow where you lie. |
| Am | |
| But I don't sense affection |
| G | |
| No | gratitude or love. |
| F | E | |
| Your loyalty is not me but | to the stars above |
| Chourus : |
| F | E | |
| One more cup of coffee for the | road. |
| F | E | |
| One more cup of coffee for I | go, |
| NC Am G F E |
| To the valley below. |
| Your daddy he's an outlaw |
| And a wanderer by trade. |
| He'll teach you how to pick an choose |
| And how to throw the blade. |
| And he oversees his kingdom |
| So no stranger does intrude. |
| His voice it trembles as he calls out |
| For another plate of food |
| Chorus |
| Your sister sees the future |
| Like your momma and yourself. |
| You've never learned to read or write |
| There's no books upon your shelf. |
| And your pleasure know no limits |
| Your voice is like a meadow larks. |
| But your heart is like an ocean |
| Mysterious and dark. |
| Chours: |
| Enjoy! |