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Black Coffee
Ella Fitzgerald & Louis Armstrong Lyrics
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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
My nerves have gone to pieces
My hair is turning gray
All I do is drink black coffee
Since my man's gone away
The song Black Coffee performed by Ella Fitzgerald is a classic song about heartbreak and loneliness. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of the singer's state of mind as they deal with the pain of a lost love. The opening lines of the song, "I'm feeling mighty lonesome, haven't slept a wink" set the tone for the entire song. The singer tells us that they're feeling low and lonely due to their failed relationship, and they can't seem to get any sleep. The line "Black coffee, love's a hand-me-down brew" is a metaphor for the fact that the singer has accepted that love is a bittersweet part of life, and they are drinking black coffee to help them cope with their grief.
The singer also mentions their inability to enjoy their free time, "I'll never know a Sunday in this weekday room," as they are confined to their dreary home, alone with their thoughts. The next verse highlights the lonely and monotonous life they lead with memories of their past love which come to mind as they resort to drinking "black coffee since the blues caught my eye." The singer also talks about the conventional role that is expected of men and women in a relationship, suggesting that this didn't work out for them as they sing, "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."
The singer's lamentations continue, which include talking to shadows for hours and drinking to numb the pain. They describe how their waiting for their lost love to return is driving them crazy as they channel their sadness into the daily routine of "black coffee, feeling low as the ground." The song concludes with the distinct sense of despair and hopelessness, as the singer is left alone, their nerves falling apart and feeling aged by the heartbreak. The song is undoubtedly beautiful in its poignant expression of a deeply painful and universal feeling.
Line by Line Meaning
I'm feeling mighty lonesome
I'm feeling extremely lonely
Haven't slept a wink
I haven't slept at all
I walk the floor and watch the door
I pace the room and keep looking at the door
And in between I drink
In the meantime, I keep drinking
Black coffee
I am drinking black coffee
Love's a hand me down brew
Love is a cheap and easily available commodity
I'll never know a Sunday
I'll never be able to fully relax and enjoy life
In this weekday room
In this mundane and monotonous room
I'm talkin' to the shadows
I am talking to the shadows around me
From 1 o'clock til 4
From one in the morning until four
And lord how slow the moments go
Time feels slow and dragging
When all I do is pour
When all I do is pour drinks
Black coffee
I am drinking black coffee
Since the blues caught my eye
Since I started feeling sad and melancholic
I'm hangin' out on Monday
I'm stuck with weekday blues even on a Monday
My Sunday dreams to dry
My dreams of relaxation and happiness are left unfulfilled
Now a man is born to go a lovin'
Men are born to pursue love
A woman's born to weep and fret
Women are born to be emotional and worry about their problems
To stay at home and tend her oven
To stay at home and do domestic work
And drown her past regrets
And try to forget about her past mistakes and regrets
In coffee and cigarettes
By consuming coffee and cigarettes
I'm moaning all the morning
I wake up feeling sad
And mourning all the night
And I'm sad all night
And in between it's nicotine
In the meantime, I consume nicotine
And not much heart to fight
I don't have much motivation to fight
Black coffee
I am drinking black coffee
Feelin' low as the ground
Feeling extremely sad
It's drivin' me crazy, this waitin' for my baby
Waiting for my partner is making me go insane
To maybe come around... around
To possibly show up soon
I'm waitin' for my baby
I'm waiting for my partner
To maybe come around
To possibly show up soon
My nerves have gone to pieces
My nerves are completely shattered
My hair is turning gray
I am experiencing a lot of stress
All I do is drink black coffee
I spend all my time drinking black coffee
Since my man's gone away
Since my partner left me
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: Francis Joseph Burke, Paul Francis Webster
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
ben jobim
I'm feeling mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor and watch the door
And in between I drinkBlack coffee
Love's a hand me down brew
I'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday roomI'm talking to the shadows
One o'clock to four
And Lord, how slow the moments go
When all I do is pourBlack coffee
Since the blues caught my eye
I'm hanging out on Monday
My Sunday dreams to dryNow 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 cigarettesI'm moody all the morning
Mourning all the night
And in between it's nicotine
And not much heart to fightBlack coffee
Feelin' low as the ground
It's driving me crazy just waiting for my baby
To maybe come aroundMy nerves have gone to pieces
My hair is turning gray
All I do is drink black coffee
Since my man's gone away
Read more: Ella Fitzgerald - Black Coffee Lyrics | MetroLyrics
myrna mendez
Drinking black coffee will never be the same! ❤️👏
Ramon Ferreira
I love her...Black coffee is my favorite
Jane Adlington
These lyrics (written in the description) are all over the place
Freaknaut
Angel,s Voice ...
SallyMcGoo
hypnotizing song.
ben jobim
I'm feeling mighty lonesome
Haven't slept a wink
I walk the floor and watch the door
And in between I drinkBlack coffee
Love's a hand me down brew
I'll never know a Sunday
In this weekday roomI'm talking to the shadows
One o'clock to four
And Lord, how slow the moments go
When all I do is pourBlack coffee
Since the blues caught my eye
I'm hanging out on Monday
My Sunday dreams to dryNow 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 cigarettesI'm moody all the morning
Mourning all the night
And in between it's nicotine
And not much heart to fightBlack coffee
Feelin' low as the ground
It's driving me crazy just waiting for my baby
To maybe come aroundMy nerves have gone to pieces
My hair is turning gray
All I do is drink black coffee
Since my man's gone away
Read more: Ella Fitzgerald - Black Coffee Lyrics | MetroLyrics
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