One More Cup Of Coffee (valley Below) taby ukulele według Bob Dylan

Your breath is sweet, your eyes are like [G] two jewels in the sky
[F]Your back is straight your hair is smooth on the [E] pillow where you lie.
[Am]But I don’t sense affection [G] no gratitude or love.
[F]Your loyalty is not me but [E] to the stars above

[F]One more cup of coffee for the [E] road.
[F]One more cup of coffee for I [E] go,
To the valley be[Am]low. [G][F][E]

Your [Am] daddy he’s an outlaw and [G] a wanderer by trade.
[F]He’ll teach you how to pick an choose and [E] how to throw the blade.
[Am]And he oversees his kingdom [G] so no stranger does intrude.
[F]His voice it trembles as he calls out for an [E] other plate of food

[F]One more cup of coffee for the [E] road.
[F]One more cup of coffee for I [E] go,
To the valley be[Am]low. [G][F][E]

Your [Am] sister sees the future [G] like your momma and yourself.
[F]You’ve never learned to read or write there’s [E] no books upon your shelf.
And [Am] your pleasure know no limits your [G] voice is like a meadow larks.
But your [F] heart is like an ocean [E] mysterious and dark.

[F]One more cup of coffee for the [E] road.
[F]One more cup of coffee for I [E] go,
To the valley be[Am]low. [G][F][E] [Am][G][F][E] [Am]