Black Coffee

I'm feelin' mighty lonesome

Haven't slept a wink

I walk the floor from nine to four

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 talkin to the shadows

One o'clock till four

And Lord how slow the moments go

When all I do is pour

Black coffee

Since the blues caught my eye

I'm hangin' out on Monday my Sunday dreams to dry.

Now man is born to come a-lovin'

And a woman's born to weep and fret

To stay at home and tend her oven

And down her past regrets

In coffee and cigarettes.

I'm moanin' all the mornin'

Moanin' all the night

And in between it's nicotine

And not much heart to fight.

Black coffee

Feelin' low as the ground.

It's drivin' me crazy

This waitin' for my baby

'til he come around 'til he come around