This haunting 1948 song by Sonny Burke
(music) and Paul Webster (lyrics) was first released by Columbia Records
featuring singer Sarah Vaughn. Since
Vaughn’s release dozens of prominent vocalists have included it in their albums
and performances. The 1960 version by
Ella Fitzgerald was reportedly a favorite song of Polish Nobelist Wislawa
Szymorska who asked that it be played at her funeral.
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
From 1
o'clock til 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
dreams to 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 moaning
all the morning
And mourning
all the night
And in
between it's nicotine
And not much
heart to fight
Black coffee
Feelin' low
as the ground
It's driving
me crazy just waiting for my baby
To maybe come
around... around
I'm waiting
for my baby
To maybe
come around
SONGWRITERS
BURKE, J.
FRANCIS / WEBSTER, PAUL FRANCIS
PUBLISHED BY
LYRICS ©
UNIVERSAL MUSIC PUBLISHING GROUP, GUY WEBSTER/WEBSTER MUSIC
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