I'm Going To Write Home
Composer(s): Foster Carling
Performer(s): Spike Jones
Johnny Jones got very lonesome
When he went away
Mary Smith was right there with him
And she heard him say
When I need you most, and I feel you close
Darling, just supposing I do
I'll write right home to you
If I can't caress you, why, heaven bless you
I guess you know what I'll do
I'll write right home to you
In dreams I'll see you always near to me
Everywhere that I may roam
So promise me to shun that apple tree
Till I come marchin' home
And until that day, if I'm asked to stray
From the straight and narrow and true
I'll write right home to you
And until that day, if I'm asked to stray
From the straight and narrow and true
I'll write right home to you
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