Somebody please, if somebody will. Let them take a letter to my girl, Lucille. Let them tell her, Lord, how I'm missing her still. I think about her constantly Somebody please, if somebody can
Do do do do do do do do do. This is a Christmas remix. And it's say. La la la la la la la la la la. Baby. Did you get my card. Did you read my love letter. Did it touch your heart. When you read my
Give me a ticket for an airoplane. I ain't got time to take no fast train. Oh, the lonely days are gone. I'll be right home. My baby she wrote me a letter. . I don't care how much money I got
Spoken. This is the first letter that I wrote back home to Momma and Daddy a few days after I'd moved to Nashville. . June 2, 1964. Nashville, Tennessee. . Dear Momma and Daddy,. . I hope
whistled as he waited. Then he said; "Good morning to you, Jack". But he little knew the sorrow he had brought me. When he handed me a letter edged in black. With trembling hand I took this letter from