Mailed Him Home To Mama

 

VERSE

She said he was so good lookin,’ so well dressed

He was her guy; she felt blessed

They got married, moved out west

To build their own love nest

 

 

VERSE

One day he had a food request

Could she please cook a chicken breast?

He took a bite, put it to the test

Said mama sure fried chicken best

 

PRE-CHORUS

Most everything she did, his mama did better

And since he wouldnt fit inside a letter

 

FIRST CHORUS

She just put him in a box, mailed him home to mama

She packed his clothes and his dirty socks and his fuzzy pink giraffe

She had to smile, she had to laugh; he was playin’ with his little toy blocks

Yeah, she put him in a box, mailed him home to mama

 

VERSE

She called the post office: “Take the box away.”

Called his mama: “Junior's on his way.

I sent him to you fourth-class freight.

Hope you won't have too long to wait.”

 

Repeat PRE-CHORUS/Repeat FIRST CHORUS

 

BRIDGE

When the box got to mama, she was not amused

Slapped on a sticker: “Box Refused!”

 

SECOND CHORUS (2x)

Now he's somewhere in a box on a postal fourth-class truck

He's got lots of clothes and dirty socks and a yellow plastic duck

He had it good, he had it great, but now hes out of luck

She (just) put him back on the truck, mailed him right back to mama

 

TAG

She just put him in a brand-new box

Mailed him right back to mama

That's right

 

Words & Music by Don Tomlinson & Suzanne Conn

© 2016 Solid Sterling Music (BMI)

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