Black Coffee

I'm feelin' 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 weekday room

I'm talking to the shadows

Of one o'clock before

And Lord how slow the months ago

When all I do is pour

Black coffee

Since the blues caught my eye

I'm hanging out on the move

My Sunday dreams to dry

Now a man is born to go lovin'

A woman's born to weep and fret

To stay home and tend her oven

And drown her past regrets

In coffee and cigarettes

I'm leavin' on the mornin'

Mournin' 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

To maybe come around

To maybe come around

Pour me black coffee

And I'll come around