Started rubbin' my eyes
When I heard the birds talk
Hey mister sleep you're gonna
Have to take 'walk
But nothing has much power to
Make me rise as the post man
Bringin' a mornin' surprise
(Here he comes! You better believe it, here he comes!)
Too much I've got a letter
I'd better get out of bed
That’s what I said
Then I pulled the covers right
Up to my nose
I thought well the letter
Might be for Rose
Her mother she writes very regularly
Mister Postman have you got
A letter for me
“Er, Mr. Heron, yes I have!” Says “It’s right here, yes I have!”
Too much I've got a letter
I said with some joy
It came from Maria, Chicago, Illinois
When I heard the birds talk
Hey mister sleep you're gonna
Have to take 'walk
But nothing has much power to
Make me rise as the post man
Bringin' a mornin' surprise
(Here he comes! You better believe it, here he comes!)
Too much I've got a letter
I'd better get out of bed
That’s what I said
Then I pulled the covers right
Up to my nose
I thought well the letter
Might be for Rose
Her mother she writes very regularly
Mister Postman have you got
A letter for me
“Er, Mr. Heron, yes I have!” Says “It’s right here, yes I have!”
Too much I've got a letter
I said with some joy
It came from Maria, Chicago, Illinois
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