< Warren Storm
Seven Letters
Warren Storm

This is my last letter, baby
I just can't write you anymore
My poor little finger's swollen
I'm tired of pacing the floor, yes, I am
Threw away our favorite record
It was tearing me apart
This is my seventh letter, baby
Just to satisfy my heart
Monday, I wrote and told you
I was all alone and blue
Tuesday, I wrote again, baby
I said I loved no one, no one
No one but you, no, I don't
Wednesday, I wired you a cable
Begging you to call
Thursday, I sent the message
I said I was wrong and, darling
Please come back home
Friday, I woke up crying
With the sniff of a tear
come along long lonesome Saturday
I did the same thing all over again
Yes, I did
This is my seventh letter, baby
On this bright Sunday morning
Just got off my knees from praying
I said, Oh, Lord, oh, Lord
Please send her back home
Can't you hear me talking to her
Seven letters, seven days
Seven long, lonely days
There, I said it
Yes, it is
Yes, it is, yes, it is
Oh, yes, it is

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