ฟังเพลงBlack Coffee

Black Coffee - Cleve Douglass/Michelle Rounds

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

Since the blues caught my eyes

I'm hanging out on the Monday

My Sunday dreams to dry

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 eyes

I'm hanging out on the Monday

My Sunday dreams to dry

Now he was born to go loving

Woman's born to weep and fret

To stay home and tend to oven

And drown her past regrets

In coffee and cigarettes

Morning Morning Morning

Come on the morning all the night

And in between it's nicotine

And not much heart to fight

Black coffee

Feeling low as the ground

It's driving me crazy

This waiting for my baby

To maybe come around

Now he was born to go loving

Woman's born to weep and fret

To stay home and tend to oven

And drown her past regrets

In coffee and cigarettes

I'm moving on the morning

Morning all the night

In between it's nicotine

And not much heart to fight

Black coffee

Feeling low as the ground

It's driving me crazy

This waiting for my baby

To maybe maybe maybe come around