Lyrics Postman Blues - Dinah Washington
Baby,
when
you
receive
this
letter
I
hope
it
will
explain
Yes
baby,
when
you
receive
this
letter
I
hope
it
will
explain
Because
I
was
too
unfaithful
And
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
and
let
my
love
come
tumblin'
down
Yes,
I've
got
'em
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
do
is
whistle
and
I'll
be
lovin'
you
'til
next
June
Yes,
I've
got
them
Yes,
I've
got
them
letter
writin'
blues
Forget
the
dirt
you
did
me
You
can
have
me
any
time
you
choose
Now
I
wrote
you
six
or
eight
times,
or
maybe
three
or
four
The
postman
returned
them
all
and
said
to
me
"You're
just
a
constant
bore"
Yes
I've
got
man
Yes
I've
got
them
letter
writin'
blues
Forget
the
dirt
you
did
me
You
can
have
me
any
time
you
choose

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