Mel Torm — 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 along to call I burned a hole in the dining room table Let me see, yeah, 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