I'm feelin' mighty lonesome Haven't slept a wink I walk the floor from nine to four In between I drink Black coffee Love's a hand-me-down brew Never know a Sunday In this weekday rue I'm talking to the shadow One o'clock 'till four And Lord, how slow the moments go And all I do is pour Black coffee Since the blues caught my eye I'm hangin' out on Monday My Sunday dreams to dry They'll is man was born to go a lovin' And a woman is born to weep and pray To stay at home and tend her oven And down her past regrets In coffee and cigarettes I'm Moanin' all the mornin' Moanin' all the night And in between, it's nicotine I ain't got no heart to fight it Black coffee Feelin' low, low as the ground It's drivin' me crazy Waitin' for my baby to maybe come around Oh, it's drivin' me crazy Waitin' for my baby to maybe just come by here