Letters Of My Grandfather
They had no address at all
If they had one it would have been a waste of ink I bet
For him and I sheltered under one roof
And dined on the same table
They carried useless messages at I used to...
If they had one it would have been a waste of ink I bet
For him and I sheltered under one roof
And dined on the same table
They carried useless messages at I used to...