POSTAGE BLUES

Clayton T. Dickson

I woke up this morning
I was feeling pretty good
I went down to the mailbox
Just like you knew I would
I looked at your letter
My mood it started to fade
'Cuz right on the front there
It said postage unpaid

CHORUS
Postage Blues
I sold my shoes
To pay for the letter
I got from you

Well you know
I was glad to hear from you
But the damn postage
Cost me two fifty two
So next time you write me
In the glow of your lamp
Please don't forget
To put on a stamp

Hey there turkey
What you tryin' to do?
Do you know the grief
That you're puttin' me through?
Now I know your a good friend
Better than most
But who's gonna be payin'
Canada Post.