Mailman Blues - Lloyd Price

Well, at long last the mailman knocked at my door

Well, at long last the mailman knocked at my door

He said, «Get ready, brother, this time you have to go.»

Oh, mailman, mailman, tell me what ya got for me

Oh, mailman, mailman, tell me what ya got for me

He said, «A long letter brother, we need you across the sea.»

(Instrumental break)

Well all day long, it’s a one, two, three, and four

Well all day long, it’s a one, two, three, and four

You know I’m so unhappy, I can’t see my babe no more

No great big city, just a little ol' raggedy town

No great big city, just a little ol' raggedy town

It’s all bull to me, I believe I’ll pull it down