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POSTMAN BLUES Washington / Smith Dinah Washington w Tab Smith & his Orch rec August 11th 1946 New York Baby, when you receive this letter, I hope it will explain, Yes baby, when you receive this letter, I hope it will explain, 'Cause I was too unfaithful, now I'm home in bed and sick with pain! All my friends told me that you were just a clown, Still I let your sweet words let my love come tumblin' down! Yes I've got them, got those letter writin' blues; Forget the dirt you did me, you can have me any time you choose! They say you're just a sweet man, just like a plum or prune, All you need to do is whistle and I'll be lovin' you till next June! Yes I've got them, got them letter writin' blues; Forget the dirt you did me, you can have me any time you choose! I wrote you six or eight times, or maybe three or four, The postman returned them to me, and said, "You're just a constant bore!", Yes I've got them, got them letter writin' blues; Forget the dirt you did me, you can have me any time you choose! (Contributed by Peter Akers - November 2009)

    


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