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Coffee In Bed
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Morning after love song
country canadian alternative country accoustic
Independent French Canadian singer songwriter into folk country / folk / roots / rock-blues
A French Canadian singer/songwriter/musician, raised in Sault Ste Marie, who's travels from the Yukon to Labrador provide the basis for much of these country/alternative/folk/rock/roots perspectives. From the award winning Just Because to Pretty One, How Many More Days, Miner’s Son’s Lament, Fortune Teller Woman, That Train Song, Ain't Gonna Be So Easy This Time, Hats and Boots and Women and more, Jacques covers a range of simple, sensitive, sometimes humorous subjects, points of view, with words and music to paint the emotional backdrops.
Song Info
Author
Jacques Goudreault
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Uploaded
January 17, 2026
Track Files
MP3
MP3 7.5 MB 320 kbps 3:16
Lossless
WAV 35.8 MB
Meta Data
Vocals
Male
Character
Danceable
coffee-place
dancefloor
Positivity
dark, sad, angry
happy
Appeal
unique
radio-friendly
Lyrics
I wipe the sleep from my eyes, feel the rising of a Sunday morn Dreams dissipate, I contemplate, loving of the night before She slides out of bed, nothing said, hear her slippers cross the floor And I can smell the coffee, .................as she pours She hums a song, of days long gone, ah the way she curls her lips The kitchen light, just hits her right, as she sways her hips Morning chill, in the air, so I stoke the fire As I watch her standing there, she stokes my desire She lets her gown, fall to the ground, and she slides back in Her toes are cold, but her body’s warm, pressed against my skin Whispers good, morning babe, runs her fingers across my head Ah....morning love .............and coffee in bed Just hang on, I won’t be long, gonna whip you something up, Smell the bacon, and the scrambled eggs, she pours me another cup She turns around, half open gown, and she softly says We got nothing going on, take your coffee, and lets go back to bed She lets her gown, fall to the ground, and she slides back in Her toes are cold, but her body’s warm, pressed against my skin Whispers good, morning babe, runs her fingers across my head Ah....morning love ............. coffee in bed Whispers good, morning babe, runs her fingers across my head Ah....ah, morning love .............and coffee in bed Ah....ah, ah, ah, coffee in bed Ah....ah, ah, ah, coffee in bed
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