Mr. Mailman

Mailman, Mailman Have you any mail today I've been waiting for a letter I've tried to reach her every way She's way down in New Orleans And Boston's so far away Funny how we met in Georgia It had to be my lucky day Well I had her name and number Written down in my little red book But when my plane flew in back home It wasn't there when I took a look Oh no I know I searched for it everywhere I wonder what shape my mind was in But all I know I got to see her again So mailman, mailman Won't you help me sleep tonight Won't you bring me just one letter And everything will be alright And everything will be alright Mr. Mailman Mr. Mailman Mr. Mailman