Black Coffee Songtext
von Chris Connor

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
Keep going

Black coffee
Feeling low as the ground
I'll never know a Sunday
In this gloomy town


A man is born to go a-laundering
A woman's born to weep and fret
And stay at home
And tend her oven
And drown her past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes
I′m moody all the morning
Moaning 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 come home to me

I′m so full of misery
Won't you please come home
Thank you so much