Plain black coffee,
Sunday evening
Up and lucky,
I was feeling
Well black coffee hit me
On a crowded 6th street
Stuck with no better place to go
I know it's been awhile love
And as of lately I am numb
I know you mean well,
Well in time
But distance ain't no friend of mine
And the days they pass like
Falling ɾain
Well, falling ɾain just ain't the same
I know you [A7mean,
Well in time
But distance ain't no friend of mine
Sidewalk talking,
Easy listening
Funny story,
With a sweet beginning
Well that dirty pavement
Is far from saving
Stuck with no better place to [C7]go
Better times love,
I haven't seen
Falling in and [Bm]out of
Black coffee
Far from enough,
Far in between
Falling in and [Bm]out of,
Black coffee
Stuck with no better place to [C7]go
