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I'm feeling mighty lonesomeHaven't slept a winkI walk the floor and watch the doorAnd in between I drinkBlack coffeeLove's a hand me down brewI'll never know a SundayIn this weekday roomI'm talking to the shadowsOne o'clock to fourAnd Lord, how slow the moments goWhen all I do is pourBlack coffeeSince the blues caught my eyeI'm hanging out on MondayMy Sunday dream's too dryNow a man is born to go a lovin'A woman's born to weep and fretTo stay at home and tend her ovenAnd drown her past regretsIn coffee and cigarettesI'm moody all the morningMourning all the nightSongtexteAnd in between it's nicotineAnd not much hard to fightBlack coffeeFeelin' low as the groundIt's driving me crazy just waiting for my babyTo maybe come aroundMy nerves have gone to piecesMy hair is turning grayAll I do is drink black coffeeSince my man's gone away Aus Songtexte Mania