P.s. I Love You

Dear, I thought I'd drop a line

The weather's cool, the folks are fine

I'm in bed each night at nine

P.S. I love you

Yesterday we had some rain

But all in all I can't complain

Was it dusty on the train?

P.S. I love you

Write to the Browns just as soon as you're able

They came around to call

I burned a hole in the dining room table

And let me see, I guess that's all

Nothing else for me to say

And so I'll close, oh by the way

Everybody's thinking of you

P.S. I love you

I do my best to obey all your wishes

I put a sign up think

Now I got to buy us a new set of dishes

Or wash the ones that have piled in the sink

Nothing else to tell you, dear

Except each day feels like a year

Every night I'm dreaming of you

P.S. I love you

P.S. I love you