โหลดเพลง mp3 Black Coffee - Clare Maguire

Black Coffee - Clare Maguire
I'm feeling 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 shadows 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 hanging out on Monday my Sunday dreams to dry

Bridge:
Now man was born to come a-lovin,
And was 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 mooning all the morning, moaning all the night

And in between it's nicotine
and not much heart to fight.

Black coffee feeling low as the ground.

It's driving me crazy, thinking about my baby

until he come around.