Black Coffee

I'm feeling mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink
I watch the door and walk the floor
And in between I drink
Black Coffee, yeah
Love's a hand me down brew
And I'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday room

And I'm talking to the shadows
One o'clock till four
I know how slow the moments go
'Cause all I do is pour
Black Coffee, yeah
Since the blues they caught my eye
And I'm hanging out on Monday
My Sunday dream's too dry

Now a man is born to go a-lovin'
A woman's born to weep and to fret
To stay at home and tend to her oven
Drowning her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes

I'm moody all the morning
Mourning all the night
And in between well it's nicotine
And not much hard to fight
Black Coffee
I am feelin' low as the ground
It's driving me crazy waiting on my baby
To maybe he will, maybe he will come around

Now a man is born to go a-lovin'
A woman's born to weep and to fret
Just to stay at home and tend to her oven
Drowning her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes

But I'm moody all the morning
Mourning all the night
And in between well it's nicotine
And not much hard to fight
Black Coffee
I am feelin' low as the ground
It's driving me crazy waiting on my baby
To maybe he will, maybe he will come around

Yes it's driving me crazy waiting on my man
To come around