(Otis Blackwell - Winfield Scott)I gave a letter to the postman,he put it his sack.Bright in early next morning,he brought my letter back.She wrote upon it:Return to sender, address unknown.No such number, no such zone.We had a quarrel, a lovers spatI write Im sorry but my letter keeps coming back.So then I dropped it in the mailboxAnd sent it special D.Bright in early next morningit came right back to me.She wrote upon it:Return to sender, address unknown.No such number, no such zone.This time Im gonna take it myselfand put it right in her hand.And if it comes back the very next daythen Ill understand the writing on itReturn to sender, address unknown.No such person, no such zone.
