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Black Coffee

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I'm feeling mighty lonesome Haven't slept a wink I walk the floor, I watch the door And in between I drink black coffee Love's a hand-me-down brew I'll never know a Sunday In this weekday room I'm talking to the shadows One o'clock to four And Lord how slow the moments go When all I do is pour black coffee Since the blues caught my eyes I'm hanging out a Monday My Sunday dreams to dry Now a man is born to go a-loving A woman's born to weep and fret To stay at home and tend her oven And draw on her purse regrets In coffee and cigarettes I'm moaning all the morning Moaning all the night And in between it's nicotine And all I do is fight black coffee Feeling low as the ground It's driving me crazy This waiting for my baby To maybe come around Now a man is born to go a-loving A woman's born to weep and fret To stay at home and tend her oven And draw on her purse regrets In coffee and cigarettes I'm moaning all the morning Moaning all the night And in between it's nicotine And all I do is fight black coffee Feeling low as the ground It's driving me crazy This waiting for my baby To maybe come around Waiting for my baby To maybe come around I'm feeling mighty lonesome Haven't slept a wink I walk the floor, I watch the door And in between I drink black coffee Black coffee Black coffee