I left New York City heading south on 95 
I left New York City heading south on 95 
I was drinking black coffee, Lord, just to stay alive 
I was thinking 'bout you all the way around DC town 
I was thinking 'bout you all the way around DC town 
I was drinking black coffee, Lord, I was slugging it down 
When I hit Greenville it must have been four AM 
When I hit Greenville it must have been four AM 
Black coffee had me shaking like a leaf out on a limb 
Black coffee 
Knocked on your door in Atlanta as the sun was coming up 
Knocked on your door in Atlanta as the sun was coming up 
You said, "How 'bout some coffee?"
I said, "Yeah, but just one cup."
Black coffee 
Yeah, black coffee 
Black coffee 
Yeah, black coffee 
Black coffee, yeah 
That's right