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 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 a man is born to go a-lovin' And a woman's born to weep and fret And stay at home and tend her oven And down her past regrets In coffee and cigarettes
I'm moanin' all the morning 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 (Sarah Humming)
