P.S. I Love You

Dear I've thought I'd drop a line
The weather's cool, the folks're 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 around to call
I've burned the 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 oh but by the way
Everybody's thinking of you
P.S. I love you
P.S. I love you