作词：S Burke

作曲：P F Webster/Paul Francis Webster/Sonny Burke/S Burke

I feeling mighty lonesome

Haven slept a wink

I walk the floor watch the door

And in between I drink

Black coffee

Love a hand me down brew

I never know a Sunday

In this weekday room

I talking to the shadow

One o till four

And Lord

How slow the moments go

When all I do is pour

Black coffee

Since the blues caught my eye

I hanging out on Monday

My Sunday dreams to dry

Now man was born to go a loving

A woman was

Born to weep and fret

To stay at home and tend her oven

And down her past regrets

In coffee and cigarettes

I mooning all the morning

Morning all the night

And in between it nicotine

And not much heart to fight

Black coffee

Feeling low as the ground

It driving me crazy

This waiting for my baby

To maybe come around