Ghost Lee Waters - Out of Coffee Blues

Woke up this mornin’… cup stone cold. Yeah, I woke up this mornin’… cup stone cold. Ain’t no fire inside me, ain’t no hand to hold. My head start poundin’, my bones turn weak. Lord, my head start poundin’, my bones turn weak. Ain’t no love to fill me, ain’t no soul to speak. Outta coffee, baby… outta love too. Yeah, I’m empty, honey, got them out of coffee blues. The pot don’t drip, your chair don’t move. The pot don’t drip, your chair don’t move. The night keep howlin’, I got nothin’ to prove. Cup gone dry… Heart gone dry… Lord, this whole world’s empty, and I just can’t get by. Outta coffee, woman, outta life too. Yeah, I’m dyin’ slowly, with these out of coffee blues.