I had to fix a lot of things this mornin' They were so scrambled But now it's OK I tell you, I've got enough to do The afternoon was filled up with phone calls What a hot sticky day Y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah The air is coolin' down Don't waste a minute more It's the perfect night Go now, get in your drawer You're gonna do it right Drive for a couple miles You'll see a sign and turn Right for a couple blocks Next is mine, you'll turn Left on a little road It's a bumpy one You'll see a white fence Move the gate and drive Through on the left side Come right in and you'll Find me in my house somewhere Keepin' busy while I wait I get a lot of thoughts in the mornin' I write 'em all down If it wasn't for that I'd forget 'em in a while And lately I've been thinkin' 'bout a good friend I'd like to see more of Y-yeah, y-yeah, y-yeah I think I'll make a call I wrote a number down But I lost it so I searched through my pocketbook Couldn't find it so I sat and concentrated On the number and Slowly it came to me So I dialed it and I let it ring five times There's no answer and I let it ring a little more Still no answer so I hung up the telephone Got some paper and Sharpened up a pencil and Wrote a letter to my friend