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

I'll never know a Sunday

In this weekday room

I'm talking to the shadows

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 hanging out on Monday

My Sunday dreams to dry

Black coffee

Black coffee

Black coffee