I took a pen and paper... and wrote a little note
To send my regards... to all the folks back home
I forgot to write them... or drop'em a line
I didn't mean to do it... I just, lost track of time
I'd say "Hello, Mr. Christian"... say hello for me
Tell everybody back home... tell everyone you meet
Tell them down at the office... tell everyone I know
That I'm doing just fine... back in Old Chicago
Please tell my piano teacher... tell my baseball coach
Don't forget to tell Grandpa... he'll be sitting on his porch
Tell my friends at the diner... tell Mike and Joe
That I'm doing just fine... back in Old Chicago
Tell the boys in the backroom... tell my friends from school
Please tell the Postman... and my sister, too
Cancel my subscription... to the Worlds News
I won't be coming back home... any time soon
I won't be coming back home... any time soon
I won't be coming back home... any time soon