P.S. I Love You

Dear I thought I drop a line

The weather is cool

The fooks are fine

I'm in bed each night at nine

PS I love you

Yesterday we had some rain

But all in all I can't complain

Was it dusty on the train

PS I love you

Write to the Brown's

Just as soon as you're able

They came around to call

And not burn a hole

In the dining room table

Now let me think

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

Write to the Brown's

Just as soon as you're able

They came around to call

And not burn a hole

In the dining room table

Now let me think

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

Love you

Love you