Lyricist: Winfield Scott/Otis Blackwell   Composer: Winfield Scott/Otis Blackwell


Return to sender, return to sender
I gave a letter to the postman
He put it his sack
Bright in early next morning
He brought my letter back

She wrote upon it
Return to sender, address unknown
No such number, no such zone
We had a quarrel, a lover's spat
I write I'm sorry but my letter keeps coming back

So then I dropped it in the mailbox
And sent it special D
Bright in early next morning
It came right back to me

She wrote upon it
Return to sender, address unknown
No such person, no such so

This time I'm gonna take it myself
And put it right in her hand
And if it comes back the very next day
Then I'll understand - the writing on it

Return to sender, address unknown
No such number, no such zone
Return to sender, return to sender
Return to sender, return to sender

Return to Sender

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Lyricist: Winfield Scott/Otis Blackwell   Composer: Winfield Scott/Otis Blackwell


Return to sender, return to sender
I gave a letter to the postman
He put it his sack
Bright in early next morning
He brought my letter back

She wrote upon it
Return to sender, address unknown
No such number, no such zone
We had a quarrel, a lover's spat
I write I'm sorry but my letter keeps coming back

So then I dropped it in the mailbox
And sent it special D
Bright in early next morning
It came right back to me

She wrote upon it
Return to sender, address unknown
No such person, no such so

This time I'm gonna take it myself
And put it right in her hand
And if it comes back the very next day
Then I'll understand - the writing on it

Return to sender, address unknown
No such number, no such zone
Return to sender, return to sender
Return to sender, return to sender