Intro
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I recognize the writing, on the plain white envelope.
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I've wondered where she'd wind up, before she called or wrote.
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The answer's in a circle, through the word 'Love' on a stamp,
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Postmarked Birmingham
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I'd have bet on California, 'cause her sister's in Bel Aire.
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Or I could see Seattle, with her mom and dad up there.
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She never mentioned Alabama, so I don't understand.
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Postmarked Birmingham
[Chorus]
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F two-page letter written on, Ramada stationary.
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Dated April twenty-two.
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She asked me not to hate her, said she's sorry.
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But leavin's what she felt she had to do.
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So the day she left she made it, two hundred miles south.
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Did she settle there, did she mail this note
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on her way out of town.
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What chance is there to find her, when the only clue I have is
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Repeat Chorus
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Every day down by the mailbox, standin' on the curb I check.
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The upper right hand corner, of every piece of mail I get.
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Hopin' there's that certain circle,
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Through the word 'Love' on a stamp.
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Postmarked Birmingham,
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Postmarked Birmingham.