[00:06.655]"Is there any mail for me?"
[00:09.655]Was the question that he asked of the postman at the closing of the day.
[00:18.655]Then he turned away and sighed, while a tear stood in his eye,
[00:25.156]As he bowed his head and slowly walked away.
[00:30.906]Was it from a gray-haired mother? Or a sister or a brother?
[00:37.406]Had he waited all those many years in vain?
[00:43.655]From the early morning light, he would watch 'til dark of night
[00:49.656]For the letter, but, at last, it never came.
[00:55.904]So one day upon the shore, he was found, but life was o'er -
[01:02.154]His poor soul, it must have gone out with the tide.
[01:08.155]In his hand they found a note with the last words that he wrote:
[01:14.354]"Should a letter come, please place it by my side!"
[01:20.354]Was it from a gray-haired mother? Or a sister or a brother?
[01:27.104]Had he waited all those many years in vain?
[01:33.104]From the early morning light, he would watch 'til dark of night
[01:39.354]For the letter, but, at last, it never came.
[02:09.104]Sweet flowers twine around the tombstone o'er his mound,
[02:15.104]Upon which was scrawled his age, also his name.
[02:21.603]Many years have gone, they say, since his spirit passed away,
[02:27.605]But the letter that he longed for never came.
[02:33.354]Was it from a gray-haired mother? Or a sister or a brother?
[02:40.104]Had he waited all those many years in vain?
[02:45.855]From the early morning light, he would watch 'til dark of night
[02:52.604]For the letter, but, at last, it never came.