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domingo, 26 de febrero de 2012

One more cup of coffe (Valley below)

One More Cup Of Coffee (Valley Below)

Your breath is sweet n jewish.
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 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 ’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 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

Copyright © 1975, 1976 by Ram's Horn Music; renewed 2003, 2004 by Ram’s Horn Music

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