Tác giả: Elvis Presley
Return to sender return to sender
I gave a letter to the postman
He put it in his sack
Bright and early next morning he brought my letter back
She wrote about it
Return to sender that address unknown
No such number no such zone
We had a quarrel a lovers spat
I write I'm sorry but
My letter keeps coming back
So when I got it in the mailbox
I sent a special deed
Bright and early next morning
It came right back to me
She wrote about it
Return to sender that address unknown
No such person no such zone
This time I'm gonna take it myself
And put it right it in her hand
And if it comes back the very next day
Then I'll understand
Return to sender that address unknown
No such number no such zone
Return to sender return to sender return to sender return to sender;
I gave a letter to the postman
He put it in his sack
Bright and early next morning he brought my letter back
She wrote about it
Return to sender that address unknown
No such number no such zone
We had a quarrel a lovers spat
I write I'm sorry but
My letter keeps coming back
So when I got it in the mailbox
I sent a special deed
Bright and early next morning
It came right back to me
She wrote about it
Return to sender that address unknown
No such person no such zone
This time I'm gonna take it myself
And put it right it in her hand
And if it comes back the very next day
Then I'll understand
Return to sender that address unknown
No such number no such zone
Return to sender return to sender return to sender return to sender;