Riley Puckett:
Waitin' for the Evenin' Mail (1934)



I've been by the jail this morn. I heard a hard-luck brother moan:
"I'm in here, right where I don't belong -- I never done no wrong."
An' I passed by his window, I could hear him moanin' this song:
"Sittin' on the inside, lookin' at the outside, waitin' for the evenin' mail. 
Lordy, what a feelin,' four walls and a ceilin,' just.
I mean that low-down jail separated me from everything but the evenin' mail.
I'm like a ship without a sail!
Wrote my one-time mama, down in Jacksonville
Said, 'Sweet mama, I'm in jail. Now could it be -- don't fail me!
Hurry now and mail me bail.' It's been a year ago, I'm still on the inside
Lookin' at the outside, waitin' for the evenin' mail!
Settin' on the inside, lookin' at the outside, waitin' for the evenin' mail.
Lordy, what a feelin,' four walls and a ceilin,' just.
I mean that low-down jail
Separated me from everything but the evenin' mail, Lo-rd!
I'm like a ship without a sail.
Wrote my one-time mama, down in Jacksonville
Said, 'Sweet mama, I'm in jail. Now honey, please don't fail me!
Hurry now and mail me bail! It's just a year ago --
I'm still on the inside, lookin' at the outside
Waitin' for the evenin' mail! 
Wrote my one-time mama, down in Jacksonville
Said, 'Sweet mama, I'm in jail. Hurry now, don't fail me! 
Hurry now, and mail me bail!' It's been a year ago -- 
Still on the inside, lookin' at the outside.
Waitin' for the evenin' mail!"


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