Julie London

Im feelin mighty lonesome
Havent slept a wink
I walk the floor
And watch the door
And in between I drink
Black coffee
Loves a hand-me-down brew
Ill never know a Sunday
In this weekday room
Im talking to the shadows
Of one oclock before
And Lord how slow the months ago
When all I do is pour
Black coffee
Since the blues caught my eye
Im hanging out on the move
My Sunday dreams to dry
Now a man is born to go lovin
A womans born to weep and fret
To stay home and tend her oven
And drown her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes
Im leavin on the mornin
Mournin all the night
And in between, its nicotine
And not much heart to fight
Black coffee
Feelin low as the ground
Its drivin me crazy
This waitin for my baby
To maybe come around
To maybe come around
Pour me black coffee
And Ill come around
[ Black Coffee Lyrics ]