I'm feelin' 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 Sunday 

In this weekday room 



I'm talkin to the shadows

One o'clock till four 

And Lord, how slow the moments go 

When all I do is pour 

Black coffee 

Since the blues caught my eye 

I'm hangin' out on Monday 

My Sunday dreams to dry 



Now man is born to go a lovin' 

A woman's born to weep and fret 

To stay at home and tend her oven 

And drown her past regrets 

In coffee and cigarettes 



I'm moonin' all the mornin' 

Mourning 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 waiting for my baby 

To maybe come around