this is my last letter
dear to you
this is my last letter baby
i just can’t write you anymore
my poor little finger’s swollen
i’m tired of pacing the floor yes i am
threw away our favorite record
it was tearing me apart
this is my seventh letter baby
just to satisfy my heart
one monday i wrote and told you
i was all alone and blue
two tuesday i wrote again baby
i said i loved no one no one
no one but you no i don’t
three wednesday i wired you a cable
begging you to call
four thursday i sent the message
i said i was wrong and darling
please come back home
five friday i woke up crying
with the sniff of a tear
six come along long lonesome saturday
i did the same thing all over again
yes i did
seven this is my seventh letter baby
on this bright sunday morning
just got off my knees from praying
i said oh lord oh lord
please send her back home
can’t she hear me talking to her
this is my last letter
dear to you
seven letters seven days
seven long lonely days
there i said it
this is my last letter
dear to you yes it is
yes it is yes it is
oh yes it is
Artist: Ben E King
Year: 1964
Decade: 60s
Language: en
Word Count: 117