Black Coffee

Black Coffee - Jane Morgan

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 Sunnday

In this weekday rue

I'm talking to the shadow

One o'clock till four

And Lord how slow the moments go

And 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 was born to weep and fret

And stay at home and teng her oven

And down her past regrets

In coffee and cigarettes

I'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 thinkin' bout my baby

Comback home to me