with his hand above his hip,
prepared to shoot me down
He said, I've got a little score
and it's all about the way
It seems that you've forgotten
there's a letter in your pouch
The one to tell her where
And you'd better hand it over
if you don't want to fight
Because today I'm bringing
I asked him what his name was
Don't ask me any questions,
cause I'm here to rob the mail
And you'd better do exactly
Cause last night I heard mama cry
She kept me up all night until the dawn
I'm really not a bad guy,
I don't want to shoot you down
Then his lips began to tremble
and his hands began to shake
I've done my best to be a little man.
I thought that it might help my mom
and try to find out where
And the last thing that I promised her
when I strapped on my guns
Ever since that day that Timmy
The last thing that he promised her
when he strapped on his guns
Today I'm bringing Daddy's let ter home.