Johnny mercer / gordon jenkins



Dear, i thought i drop a line

The weather is cool

The fooks are fine

I'm in bed each night at nine

Ps i love you



Yesterday we had some rain

But all in all i can't complain

Was it dusty on the train

Ps i love you



Write to the brown's just as soon as you're able

They came around to call

And not burn a hole in the dining room table

Now let me think; i guess that's all

Nothing else for me to say

And so i'll close, but by the way

Everybody's thinking of you

P.s. i love you