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