I'm feeling mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor and 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 ol' weekday room
I'm talking to the shadows
One o'clock to four
And oh, how slow the moments go
When all I do is pour
Black coffee
Since the blues caught my eye
I'm hanging out on Monday
My Sunday dreams to dry
Now, a man is born to go a-lovin'
But was a woman born to weep and fret
To stay at home and tend her oven
And drown her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes
I'm moody all the morning
Mourning over night
And in between it's nicotine
And not much will to fight
Black coffee
Feelin' low as the ground
Just waiting for my baby
To maybe come around
Now, man was born to go a-lovin'
But was a woman born to weep and fret
And stay at home and tend her oven
And drown her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes
I'm moody all the morning
Mourning all the night
And in between it's nicotine
And not much will to fight
Black coffee
Feelin' low as the ground
It's driving me crazy
This waiting for my baby
To maybe come around
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