Lyrics Mailman Blues - Malvina Reynolds

Mailman Blues

Here comes the mailman, I love to see him on his way
Here comes the mailman, love to see him on his way
What kind of goodies does he carry in his bag today?
Here comes the mailman with the hair and beads
Here comes the mailman with the hair and beads
What’s he got this morning?
Everything a good girl needs
Bag on his shoulder, full of the lord knows what
Bag on his shoulder, full of the lord knows what
My pay check isn’t heavy, the junk weighs an awful lot
Bag on his shoulder, what’s in there heaven only knows
Bag on his shoulder, what’s in there heaven only knows:
Letter from the tax man, bill for my worn-out clothes
Bag on his shoulder, it weighs the mailman down
Bag on his shoulder, it weighs the mailman down
Story in the paper, telling how the world goes round
Good morning Mr. Mailman, how come they blame the mess on you
Good morning Mr. Mailman, how come they blame the mess on you
They cut off all the money, you have to do the work for two
There’s a lot of talk talk, talk about economy
There’s a lot of talk talk, talk about economy
Cut down on the mail force, hand-outs to the ITT
Talk in the journal, talk in the daily news
Talk in the journal, talk in the daily news
Talk gets mighty heavy, that’s why I got the mailman blues
Here comes the mailman, I love to see him on his way
Here comes the mailman, love to see him on his way
What kind of goodies does he carry in his bag to-day?
Here comes the mailman with the hair and beads
Here comes the mailman with the hair and beads
What’s he got this morning?
Everything a good girl needs