P.S. I Love You

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 a-round 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, but by the way,

Everybody's thinking of you.

P.S. I love you.

P.S. I love you.