Testo Waitin' For The Evening Mail - Johnny Mercer feat. Freddie Slack And His Orchestra
Testo della canzone Waitin' For The Evening Mail (Johnny Mercer feat. Freddie Slack And His Orchestra), tratta dall'album Freddie Slack - Best Of The Capitol Years
Passing by the jail this morn
Heard a hard-luck brother mourn
I'm in here right where I don't belong
Never done no wrong
As I passed by his window
I could hear him moaning this song
Sittin' on the inside, looking at the outside
Waiting for the evening mail
Four walls and a ceiling, Lordy, what a feeling
Just a mean old low down jail
Separating me from everything but the evening mail
I'm like a ship without a sail
I wrote my one-time mama down in Jacksonville
Said, "Sweet mama, I'm in jail
Honey, please don't fail me, hurry up and mail me bail"
That's just a year ago
And I'm still on the inside, looking at the outside
Waiting for the evening mail
I had a letter handed to me yesterday
From a mama that I met on Mobile Bay
She said, "Honey, won't you please send me down some bail?
They caught me fooling with the evening mail"
Had another letter from a man named Stout
Saying he was gonna get me when I get out
Said that he was gonna meet me at the gate
But he don't know how long he's got to wait
Wrote my one-time mama down in Jacksonville
Said, "Sweet mama, I'm in jail
Honey, please don't fail me, hurry up and mail me bail"
That's just a year ago
And I'm still on the inside, looking at the outside
Waiting for the evening mail
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Writer(s): Billy Baskette
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