Lyrics by: Bill Cosby # Debut Chart 17 May '70 Adult Contemp 70 May '70 Hot 100
Lyrics World, I'm writing you this letter And I'm not the kind of guy Who likes to complain but this morning Private Grover Henson really felt forgotten And you couldn't have picked a worse time To drop that lonely morning rain
There's mail call again this morning and I just disappeared from the end of the line I guess you'd say, I've run out of excuses About those lost letters of mine
Did you know that last year's income tax Was the only mail I've gotten, that's right And they said I still owed a hundred bucks Top40db: The most accurate lyrics site on the net. And Grover Henson feels forgotten
(Grover Henson feels forgotten)
So, I wrote myself a letter Mmm hmm, are you ready for me Yes, I did, and I must have read it To just about everyone
I signed it, your loving mother and I addressed it to her favorite son But God knows I've never known her And I've never known her love
The only dad I ever had Was my father up above And, world, Grover Henson feels Forgotten in this early morning rain
World, if my time should come tomorrow Could I ask one thing of you Would you send me one little letter, world If it's not too much to do
And could you have it Read to me by a choir I'd hear it wherever I lie
And Grover Henson Wouldn't feel forgotten If his time should come to die
Lyrics by: Bill Cosby
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17 May '70 Adult Contemp
70 May '70 Hot 100
Lyrics
World, I'm writing you this letter
And I'm not the kind of guy
Who likes to complain but this morning
Private Grover Henson really felt forgotten
And you couldn't have picked a worse time
To drop that lonely morning rain
There's mail call again this morning and
I just disappeared from the end of the line
I guess you'd say, I've run out of excuses
About those lost letters of mine
Did you know that last year's income tax
Was the only mail I've gotten, that's right
And they said I still owed a hundred bucks
Top40db: The most accurate lyrics site on the net.
And Grover Henson feels forgotten
(Grover Henson feels forgotten)
So, I wrote myself a letter
Mmm hmm, are you ready for me
Yes, I did, and I must have read it
To just about everyone
I signed it, your loving mother and
I addressed it to her favorite son
But God knows I've never known her
And I've never known her love
The only dad I ever had
Was my father up above
And, world, Grover Henson feels
Forgotten in this early morning rain
World, if my time should come tomorrow
Could I ask one thing of you
Would you send me one little letter, world
If it's not too much to do
And could you have it
Read to me by a choir
I'd hear it wherever I lie
And Grover Henson
Wouldn't feel forgotten
If his time should come to die