Don't Write Me Letters 1916

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 02 August 2010
2010

I got a letter from my sweetie today;
It starts and finishes the same old way.
"Honey how de do?
I've been true to you,
Tho' I'm far far away."
I get a letter ev'ry day in the week;
But I'm so lonesome
just to hear sweetie speak.
Ev'ry note I get
with my tears I wet,
That's the reason why I say.

Don't write me letters,
But come right back to me,
What good are letters
I want your company.
In ev'ry letter
I find a million kisses underlined;
But they're not the kind of kisses,
sweet and loving kisses,
I have in mind.
Tho' ev'ry letter
is full of love for me;
I feel much better,
If your smile I could see,
So now, instead of loving me
with paper, pen and ink,
I wish you'd tell me
to my face
just what you think.
Don't write me letters,
But come right back to me.

Don't write me letters,
But come right back to me,
What good are letters
I want your company.
In ev'ry letter
I find a million kisses underlined;
But they're not the kind of kisses,
sweet and loving kisses,
I have in mind.
Tho' ev'ry letter
is full of love for me;
I feel much better,
If your smile I could see,
So now, instead of loving me
with paper, pen and ink,
I wish you'd tell me
to my face
just what you think.
Don't write me letters,
But come right back to me.

Save all the pennies
that you're spending on mail,
Instead of letters
send yourself by rail;
Why neglect me dear,
I expect you're here;
Hurry back without fail.
I'm, sick of reading
it's the same ev'ry day;
You say you're lonesome
where you're far, far away.
For a month or two
you've been feeling blue;
For the last time I must say.

Don't write me letters,
But come right back to me,
What good are letters
I want your company.
In ev'ry letter
I find a million kisses underlined;
But they're not the kind of kisses,
sweet and loving kisses,
I have in mind.
Tho' ev'ry letter
is full of love for me;
I feel much better,
If your smile I could see,
So now, instead of loving me
with paper, pen and ink,
I wish you'd tell me
to my face
just what you think.
Don't write me letters,
But come right back to me.

Don't write me letters,
But come right back to me,
What good are letters
I want your company.
In ev'ry letter
I find a million kisses underlined;
But they're not the kind of kisses,
sweet and loving kisses,
I have in mind.
Tho' ev'ry letter
is full of love for me;
I feel much better,
If your smile I could see,
So now, instead of loving me
with paper, pen and ink,
I wish you'd tell me
to my face
just what you think.
Don't write me letters,
But come right back to me.

Soft karaoke
Words
piano 1
piano 2
piano 3
piano 4
lyric
pizz str bass
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Don't Write Me Letters 1916
Music by Bert Grant
Lyrics by Joe Young
© MCMXVI by Waterson, Berlin & Snyder Co. New York
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Monday 02 August 2010 at 09.14
in association with Veda Meyer-Castens
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