Here comes the mailman, I love to see him on his way.
Here comes the mailman, love to see him on his way.
What kind of goodies does he carry in his bag today?

Here comes the mailman with the hair and beads,
Here comes the mailman with the hair and beads,
What's he got this morning? Everything a good girl needs.

Bag on his shoulder, full of the lord knows what,
Bag on his shoulder, full of the lord knows what,
My pay check isn't heavy, the junk weighs an awful lot.

Bag on his shoulder, what's in there heaven only knows,
Bag on his shoulder, what's in there heaven only knows:
Letter from the tax man, bill for my worn-out clothes.

Bag on his shoulder, it weighs the mailman down,
Bag on his shoulder, it weighs the mailman down,
Story in the paper, telling how the world goes round.

Good morning Mr. Mailman, how come they blame the mess on you.
Good morning Mr. Mailman, how come they blame the mess on you.
They cut off all the money, you have to do the work for two.

There's a lot of talk talk, talk about economy,
There's a lot of talk talk, talk about economy,
Cut down on the mail force, hand-outs to the ITT.

Talk in the journal, talk in the daily news,
Talk in the journal, talk in the daily news,
Talk gets mighty heavy, that's why I got the mailman blues.

Here comes the mailman, I love to see him on his way.
Here comes the mailman, love to see him on his way.
What kind of goodies does he carry in his bag to-day?

Here comes the mailman with the hair and beads,
Here comes the mailman with the hair and beads,
What's he got this morning? Everything a good girl needs.