Black Coffee
I'm feeling mighty lonesomeHaven't slept a winkI walk the floor and watch the doorAnd in between I drinkBlack CoffeeLove's a hand me down brewI'll never know a SundayIn this weekday room
I'm talking to the shadows1 o'clock to 4And Lord, how slow the moments goWhen all I do is pourBlack CoffeeSince the blues caught my eyeI'm hanging out on MondayMy Sunday dream's too dry
Now a man is born to go a lovin'A woman's born to weep and fretTo stay at home and tend her ovenAnd drown her past regretsIn coffee and cigarettes
I'm moody all the morningMourning all the nightAnd in between it's nicotineAnd not much hard to fightBlack CoffeeFeelin' low as the groundIt's driving me crazy just waiting for my babyTo maybe come around
My nerves have gone to piecesMy hair is turning grayAll I do is drink black coffeeSince my man's gone away