Black Coffee (Remastered '96) Lyrics

I'm feelin' mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor and watch the door
In between I drink
Black coffee
Love's a hand-me-down brew
I'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday roomI'm talkin' to the shadow
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 dryNow man is born to go a lovin'
A woman's born to weep and fret
To stay at home and tend her oven
And drown her past regrets

In coffee and cigarettesI'm moonin' 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
To maybe come around
To maybe come around
Songwriters
BURKE, J. FRANCIS / WEBSTER, PAUL FRANCISPublished by
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, GUY WEBSTER/WEBSTER MUSIC