Luyện nghe bài hát Black Coffee

I'm feeling lonesome
Haven't slept a
I walk the floor and the door
And in I drink

coffee
Love's a me down brew
I'll never a Sunday
In this weekday

I'm talking to the
One to four
And Lord, how slow the go
all I do is pour

Black
Since the blues my eye
I'm out on Monday
My Sunday to dry

Now a man is born to go a
A woman's born to weep and
To at home and tend her oven
And drown her past
In and cigarettes

I'm all the morning
Mourning all the
And in between it's
And not much to fight

Black
low as the ground
It's driving me crazy waiting for my baby
To maybe around

My nerves have to pieces
My is turning gray
All I do is drink coffee
Since my man's away