Bobby Darin

Black Coffee


 


 

 

      I’m feelin’ 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 talkin’ 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 hangin’ 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 moonin’ all the mornin’

      Mournin’ all the night

      In between it’s nicotine

      Not much heart to fight

      Black coffee ...

 

      Feelin’ low as the ground

      I’m  waitin’ for my baby

      To maybe come around.

 

      Gonna drown my past regrets

      In some coffee and a few cigarettes.

 

      I’m moonin’ all the mornin’

      Mournin’ 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 waitin’ for my baby

      To maybe come around.

      Please come around

      Please come …

 

 

 

 

Lyrics transcribed by Jane Penny



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