Текст песни Bob Dylan - One More Cup of Coffee
Bob Dylan - One More Cup of Coffee слова песни
Your breath is sweetYour eyes are like two jewels in the sky.Your back is straight, your hair is smoothOn the pillow where you lie.But I dont sense affectionNo gratitude or loveYour loyalty is not to meBut to the stars above.One more cup of coffee for the road,One more cup of coffee fore I goTo the valley below.Your daddy hes an outlawAnd a wanderer by tradeHell teach you how to pick and chooseAnd how to throw the blade.He oversees his kingdomSo no stranger does intrudeHis voice it trembles as he calls outFor another plate of food.One more cup of coffee for the road,One more cup of coffee fore I goTo the valley below.Your sister sees the futureLike your mama and yourself.Youve never learned to read or writeTheres no books upon your shelf.And your pleasure knows no limitsYour voice is like a meadowlarkBut your heart is like an oceanMysterious and dark.One more cup of coffee for the road,One more cup of coffee fore I goTo the valley below.