I'm feelin' mighty lonesome   Haven't slept a wink   I walk the floor from nine to four   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 talkin to the shadow   One o'clock till four   And Lord, how slow the moments go   And 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 man was born to go a lovin'   But was a woman born to weep and fret   And stay at home and tend her oven   And drown her past regrets   In coffee and cigarettes         I'm moonin' all the mornin'   Moanin' all the night   And in between it's nicotine   And not much heart to fight   Black coffee   Feelin' low as the ground   It's drivin' me crazy   This thinkin' 'bout my baby   Might maybe come around   Come around