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(kinky friedman)
From a cheap hotel in dallas
On a cold december day
A telegram was traveling on its way
Like a sad old song from somewhere
In the distance of a dream
Flashing ¡®cross the darkness
On the telegraph machine.
It said, ¡°from billy,¡± at the bottom, ¡°to baby,¡± at the top
Western union wire ¡º ¡°please help me¡± ¡º stop.
Western union wire ¡º ¡°don't leave me.¡± ¡º stop.
Well, the taxicab it took her
To the airport in the dawn,
She knew in just an hour she'd be gone.
She was standing near the platform
¡®bout to board the big pan am
When someone came
And put the lonely message in her hand.
It said, ¡°from billy,¡± at the bottom, ¡°to baby,¡± at the top
Western union wire ¡º ¡°please help me¡± ¡º stop.
Western union wire ¡º ¡°don't leave me.¡± ¡º stop.
Headin' high above chicago
Just a-reachin' for the skies
She found herself with teardrops in her eyes.
And a little boy beside her asked her,
¡°mama, where is pop ?¡±
And she just broke down a-cryin'
¡®cause she knew she couldn't stop.
It said, ¡°from billy,¡± at the bottom, ¡°to baby,¡± at the top
Western union wire ¡º ¡°don't leave me.¡± ¡º stop.
¡°ah, you said you'd always love me ¡º how could you ?¡± ¡º stop,
¡°in pieces on the runway ¡º i love you.¡± ¡º stop.
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