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 room Been talkin' to the shadows One o'clock till four And Lord how slow the moments go When all you do is pour Black coffee Since the blues caught my eye I'm hangin' out on Monday My Sunday dreams to dry You know a man is born to love a woman To work and slave to pay her debts Just because he's only human To drown his past regrets in coffee and cigarettes I'm moonin' all the mornin' Mournin' all the night In between it's nicotine Not much heart to fight Black coffee Feelin' low as the ground I'm waitin' for my baby To maybe come around Gonna drown my past regrets In some coffee and a few cigarettes I'm moonin' all the mornin' Mournin' all the night In between it's nicotine And not much heart to fight Black coffee Feelin' low As the ground It's driving me crazy This waitin' for my baby To maybe come around Please come around Please come
Writer(s): Paul Francis Webster, J. Francis Burke Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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