Karaoké Black Coffee Julie London

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 from one o'clock to 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 a man is born to go a-lovin'

A woman's born to weep and fret

To stay home and tend her oven and drown her past regrets in coffee and cigarettes

I'm moonin' on the mornin'

Mournin' 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 waitin' for my baby to maybe come around

To maybe come around

Pour me black coffee

And I'll come around