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The postman's arrived and he's brought me a letter
A handwriting shaky it's merely a scrawl
But still I can find no penmanship better
It's from an old lady who's feeble and small
It tells me that our awful dog, always hardy
Has lately been hurt in some terrible fight
I know that to you this may not be worth saying
But to me any news from home is right
From home is right

One day I'll return home
Going back while Mother's still there
Are you coming home this year Mother writes

It tells of the birds that nest in the attic
Through the hole in the roof where the rain's coming from
The house where we live is no Kensington Palace
It hasn't been painted since Father's been gone
Father's been gone

One day I'll return home
Going back while Mother's still there
Are you coming home this year Mother writes
The weather's been awful this year, Mother writes
Are you coming home this year Mother writes