I'm Gonna Sit Right Down And Write Myself A Letter

The mailman passes by and I just wonder why He never ever rings my front doorbell There's not a single line from that dear old love of mine No, not a word since I last heard, "farewell" I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter And make believe it came from you I'm gonna write words, oh, so sweet They're gonna knock me off my feet A lotta kisses on the bottom I'll be awful glad I got 'em I'm gonna smile and say, "I hope you're feelin' better" And close, "with love" the way you do I'm gonna sit right down, write myself a letter And make believe it came from you The way you fellas play, I'll say I'm feeling better Just a postscript now and I'll be through I'm gonna sit right down and write myself a letter And make believe and make believe, make believe it came from you