As the evening shadows fall
On the flowers in the hall
There's no one there to see
Nobody here but me
Just a quiet lonely room
And a floor that needs a broom
A needle and a thread Someone to make my bed
A sink that's black A cup with a crack that needs water
Oh,
Mr. Smith,
please give my love to your daughter
I'd like you to go and tell her from me If it's all the same
I only want to change her name
Think it over if you will
Does she know just how I feel?
Then tell her on the news
So she'll remember too As the evening shadows fall
On the flowers in the hall There's no one there to see
Nobody here but me I hope she keeps the
things that I just went and bought her Oh,
Mr. Smith,
please give my love to your daughter
Just a quiet lonely room And a floor that needs a broom
There's no one there to see Nobody here but me
A sink that's black A cup with a crack that needs water
Oh,
Mr. Smith,
please give my love to your daughter
Oh,
Mr. Smith,
please give my love to your daughter