Black Coffee

Ella Fitzgerald2009年8月3日


Black Coffee - Ella Fitzgerald

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 weekday room


I'm talking to the shadows

One o'clock to four


And Lord 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'

A woman's 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 all the night

And in between it's nicotine

And not much heart to fight

Black coffee

Feelin' low as the ground

It's driving me crazy just waiting for my baby

To maybe come around


I waiting for my baby

To maybe come around



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