Judy Doesn't Live There Anymore Lyrics

I deliver the mail in the morning
Where there ain't no telephone lines 
And I'm walking with a bag full of letters
Come what may around the same time

The last little house on the dirt road
Always feels so special to me
I get nervous as I walk to the mailbox
Where the angled letters read « Mrs Judy »

My thoughts were running wild and time was slowing
When I'd see her smile behind the screen door 
So I still walk to her house every morning  But Judy doesn't live there anymore 

Always wondered if I'd got past the mailbox
Would she let me past the screen door
Would I still be seeing her in the morning
Now Judy doesn't live there anymore

The weeds have grown and covered up the windows
They nailed a board across the front door
I should have left some flowers in the mailbox
Now Judy doesn't live there anymore

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