Песня: Black Coffee 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 hand me down broom I'll never know a Sunday In this weekday room I'm talkin' to the shadows One o'clock till 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 at home and tend her over And drown het past regrets in coffee and cigarettes!
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