dP"Yb  88b 88 888888   8b    d8  dP"Yb  88""Yb 888888    dP""b8 88   88 88""Yb
         dP   Yb 88Yb88 88__     88b  d88 dP   Yb 88__dP 88__     dP   `" 88   88 88__dP
         Yb   dP 88 Y88 88""     88YbdP88 Yb   dP 88"Yb  88""     Yb      Y8   8P 88"""
          YbodP  88  Y8 888888   88 YY 88  YbodP  88  Yb 888888    YboodP `YbodP' 88
                  dP"Yb  888888    dP""b8  dP"Yb  888888 888888 888888 888888
                 dP   Yb 88__     dP   `" dP   Yb 88__   88__   88__   88__
                 Yb   dP 88""     Yb      Yb   dP 88""   88""   88""   88""
                  YbodP  88        YboodP  YbodP  88     88     888888 888888

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     Bm      A       G       F#
E||--2----|--0----|--3----|--2----||
B||--3----|--2----|--3----|--2----||
G||--4----|--2----|--4----|--3----||
D||--4----|--2----|--5----|--4----||
A||--2----|--0----|--5----|--4----||
E||-------|-------|--3----|--2----||

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Bm
Your Breath is sweet, your eyes are like

    A
Two jewels in the sky

G
Your back is straight your hair is smooth

       F#
On the pillow where you lie.

Bm
But I don't sense affection

   A
No gratitude or love.

G                          F#
Your loyalty is not me but to the stars above


Chourus :

G                              F#
One more cup of coffee for the road.

G                           F#
One more cup of coffee for I go,

NC              Bm      A     G      F#
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 mama and yourself.
You've never learned to read or write
There's no books upon your shelf.
And your pleasure knows no limits
Your voice is like a meadowlark
But your heart is like an ocean
Mysterious and dark.

One more cup of coffee for the road,
One more cup of coffee 'fore I go
To the valley below.