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Michael Kaeshammer Tell You How I Feel

Left New York this morning early Traveling south, so wide and high Sailing through the wide blue yonder It's that Airmail Special on the fly Listen to

our desert caravan This is so exciting, you, you are so inviting Resting in my arms As I thrill to all the magic charms of you You beside me here beneath

that fall from my eyes Oh, as I sit, as I sit in my room staring out at the gloom It?s the rain, it?s the same old blues I can?t help, I can?t help but