Mail woman mail woman
Where do you go?
Is it not painful for him
To stand waiting
For you in chilling snow?
Mail woman mail woman
Where do you go?
Has the day not ended
And the evening descended
With light turning low?
Mail woman mail woman
Pedal down you to that place
Where waits your man
Half frozen braving cold
Only for your sweet embrace,
Go there and plant a kiss
Right there on his parched lips
And say a few words warm
Into his ears soft till they will glow,
Mail woman mail woman
Where do you go?
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