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Lyrics by: Mac Davis
# Debut Chart
43 Apr '70 Country
53 May '70 Hot 100

Lyrics

On a quiet street in the city A little old man walked alone Shuffling through the Autumn afternoon And the autumn leaves reminded him Another summer's come and gone He had a long, long late night ahead Waiting for June Then among the leaves Near an orphan's home A piece of paper caught his eye And he stooped to pick it up With trembling hands And as he read the childish writing The old man began to cry Cause the words burned inside him Like a brand Whoever finds this, I love you Whoever finds this, I need you I ain't even got no one to talk to So whoever finds this, I love you The old man's eyes Searched the orphan's home Came to rest upon a child With her nose pressed up Against the window pane


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And the old man knew He'd found a friend at last So he waved at her and smiled And they both knew they'd spend The winter laughing at the rain And they did spend the winter Laughing at the rain Talking through the fence and Exchanging little gifts They'd made for each other The old man would carve Toys for the little girl She would draw pictures for him Beautiful ladies surrounded By green trees and sunshine And they laughed a lot But then on the first day of June The little girl ran to the fence To show the old man The picture she had drawn But he wasn't there And somehow, the little girl Knew he wasn't coming back So she went back to her little room Took a crayola, piece of paper and wrote Whoever finds this, I love you Whoever finds this, I need you I ain't even got no one to talk to So whoever finds this, I love you

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