Black Coffee

(album: The Great Ray Charles - 1957)

I'm feeling mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor an' watch the door
In between I drink
Black coffee

Love's a hand-me-down room
I'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday room.

Been talking to the shadows
One o'clock 'til four
An' Lord how slow the moments go
When all ya do is pour
Black coffee

Since the blues caught my eye
I'm hanging out on Monday
My Sunday dreams to dry.

You know a man is born to love a woman
To work and slave to pay her debts
Just because he's only human
To drown his past regrets
In coffee and cigarettes.

I'm mooning all the morning
Mourning all the night
In between it's nicotine
Not much heart to fight
Black coffee

Feeling low as the ground
I'm waiting for my baby
To maybe come around.

Gonna drown my past regrets
In some coffee and a few cigarettes.

I'm mooning all the morning
Mourning all the night
In between it's nicotine
And not much heart to fight
Black coffee

Feeling low as the ground
It's driving me crazy!
Just waiting for my baby
To maybe come around.
Please come around
Please come