Black coffee â?¦ I'm moonin' all the mornin' Mournin' all the night In between it's nicotine To maybe come around. I'm feelin' mighty lonesome Haven't slept a wink I walk the floor an' watch the door In between I drink

Gypsy's, tramps, and thieves We'd hear it from the people of the town They'd call us gypsy's, tramps, and thieves But every night all the men would come around And lay their money down I was born in the wagon of a travelin' show My mama used to dance for

That was then This is now Take some time to come around All I want to do Is try again Show you how I know that it's all about Givin' attention to you I was a fool for way too long

You say it first, you say it first to me I have no words, I have no words to say If I can't change your mind Keep thinking, is this our last goodbye? If I can't hold you now Keep thinking that you might not come around Waiting on you Trying to keep your

And now I crawl into myself I saw you there Face grim and arms bare All in tears Placed in the electric chair All that you have been has suddenly become the air around me As I breathe you in, I shiver in your place For you have left your body in a haste

You got to come back for more Hey little thing, let me light your candle' Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Once it come along a dime by the dozen Cause mama I'm sure hard to handle, now, gets around Pretty little thing, let me light

There is no way to stop it All I see is zombies We're coming out to get you We're eating you for profit We're oh, so glad we met you Do you feel alive, yeah? Walking all around us You can hear them coming (they come to take your life) You can hear them

Those two years run together like whiskey over ice Melted into memories like somebody else's life I'm glad to say, I've come around But if I could have one wish I'd like another try at twenty five Or was it twenty six Livin' hard was easy when I was

When the devil come a callin' I ain't gonna be around, Well the devil may care, You toss 'em back and be a man, With the last time, End of it all, end of the line, End of the road,

Where are you now? Who do you go to for a shoulder to cry on? I hope that some day you might turn around and come back home When will I see your face again? No matter how far apart we become you know that I'll still hear your song This is the day. This