Bob Dylan - One more cup of coffee

^AmYour breath is sweet Your eyes are like two ^Gjewels in the sky Your ^Fback is straight your hair is smooth On the ^Empillow where you ^E7lie ^AmBut I don't sense affection No ^Ggratitude or love Your ^Floyalty is not to me But ^Emto the stars ^E7above

^FOne more cup of coffee for the ^Emroad^{E7 F}One more cup of coffee 'fore I ^Emgo. ^E7 To the valley ^Ambelow. ^{G F Em E7}

Your ^Amdaddy he's an outlaw, and a ^Gwanderer by trade. He'll ^Fteach you how to pick an choose, and ^Emhow to throw the ^E7blade. And he ^Amoversees his kingdom, So no ^Gstranger does intrude. ^FHis voice it trembles as he calls out, For ^Emanother plate of ^E7food

^FOne more cup of coffee for the ^Emroad^E7. ^FOne more cup of coffee for I ^Emgo, ^E7 to the valley be^Amlow. ^{G F Em E7}

Your ^Amsister sees the future, like your ^Gmomma and yourself. You've ^Fnever learned to read or write, there's no ^Embooks upon your ^E7shelf. And your ^Ampleasure know no limits, your ^Gvoice is like a meadow lark. But your ^Fheart is like an ocean, ^Emmysterious and ^E7dark.

^FOne more cup of coffee for the ^Emroad^E7. ^FOne more cup of coffee for I ^Emgo, ^E7 to the valley be^Amlow. ^{G F Em E7}