Текст (слова) песни: Ella Fitzgerald - Black Coffee
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 1 o`clock to 4 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 dream`s too 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 oven And drown her past regrets In coffee and cigarettes
I`m moody all the morning Mourning all the night And in between it`s nicotine And not much hard to fight Black Coffee Feelin` low as the ground It`s driving me crazy just waiting for my baby To maybe come around
My nerves have gone to pieces My hair is turning gray All I do is drink black coffee Since my man`s gone away
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