Coffee and a Cookie

Coffee and a Cookie

By Daryl Stevenett

Every Sunday morning, out on Main Street. Sign in the window, chalk on the board

Sun coming up, the coffee is brewing. Somebody laughing by the front door

I'm strumming low so the words don't rush. Just singing soft while the beans get crushed

Coffee and a cookie, that's all you need. A little sugar, and a little caffeine

Thin Mints melting Samoas in your hand. Football in the afternoon, call your bookie

But Sunday morning it's, coffee and a cookie

Girls in green with a folding table. Learning early how dreams get paid for

Tagalongs and Do-si-dos. Smiling brighter than their face can show

You can buy a box, you can buy two. They'll just smile and say "thank you,"

And I know they really mean it too!

It's coffee and a cookie, Sunday morning grace. Caramel, chocolate, with a coconut glaze

Peanut butter, shortbread too. Everybody's got a sweet, sweet tooth

Your barista at Anthem ain't no rookie so enjoy your coffee and a cookie

Nobody's preaching, nobody's late. No one's trying to make the world see straight

I'm Just singing a song, spending my time. for folks at Anthem coffee, standing in line

Some folks listen, some folks go. Some stick around till the last chord slows

Kids count boxes, dreams add up. I count my blessings in my old tip cup

Heaven's everywhere you can see. It's right here smiling, back at me

Yeah coffee and a cookie, that's what's up. A little bit of Heaven, in a paper cup

Thin Mints, Samoas, you can put em in the freezer They can last for days...lookie, lookie

It's just coffee and a cookie

So if you're passing through with nowhere to be. Grab a chair,

Sit down have a cup of Joe with me

We're not in church were all just playing hookie

With you guessed it...

Coffee and a cookie

Coffee and a cookie

Coffee and a cookie