Well the postman came And the postman went And he brought the mail That my baby sent No, she didn't say yes Yes, she didn't say no But from what I read Man it's time to go I'm going put a stamp in the middle of my back Gonna take a ride in that mailman's sack I'll be wearin' a tag In the mailman's bag Once I'm in the sack Ain't no turnin' back Yeah Well if my baby Ain't where she says she's at Just be kind to me And pass around my hat I'll be broke and beat Livin' on the street But I won't stay put I gotta make it by foot Dat do dat do ri do day Shat dat do ri do day I'm riding in that mailman's bag