Postage Due
The postman comes each morning
about half past ten
And then at two o 'clock
he comes around again
The only thing he ever brings
is mail I sent to you
He rings the bell, I hear him yell,
You've got some postage due,
postage due.
I got some letters back today,
postage due,
And what a price I had to pay.
I got a great big package
that was worn and torn apart.
I looked inside, and how I cried
I saw my broken heart, postage due
That's how you sent it back to me,
postage due
Now hear my plea
For since an ounce is not so much
Or just a letter or two
But when you mail a broken heart,
There's so much postage due,
postage due.
I have to pay, pay, pay, postage due,
On my letters from you.
Oh, Stitch Do,
that's how you sent it back to me
Oh, Stitch Do, now hear my plea
For cents an ounce is not so much,
Or just a letter or two.
But when you mail a broken heart,
There's so much postage due,
Postage due.
I have to pay, pay, pay, postage due,
On my letters from you. you