Текст песни Bob Dylan - One More Cup of Coffee (Valley Below)
Bob Dylan - One More Cup of Coffee (Valley Below) 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 don`t 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 he`s an outlawAnd a wanderer by tradeHe`ll 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.You`ve never learned to read or writeThere`s 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.