Thank you, Mr. Postman, for the letter you bring. It's from my little darling, and she's coming back again.I'll meet her at the station this morning at nine. Sunshine special will be right on time.Though you're a whistle, strain every nerve. Open up the throttle and straighten out the curve.Soon I'll see my baby, and happy I will be. Sunshine special bringing happiness to me.Remember when she left me, she left me oh so cold.Maybe for love or maybe for love.Maybe for gold. But now I know she loves me and longs to be mine.Sunshine special will be right on time.Though you're a whistle, strain every nerve. Open up the throttle and straighten out the curve.Soon I'll see my baby, and happy I will be. Sunshine special bringing happiness to me.See that engine rollin', she's ballin' the jack. Her wheels a-hummin', Dixie and her headlight on the track.Watch that engine swayin' while she's comin' down the line. Sunshine special will be right on time.Though you're a whistle, strain every nerve.Open up the throttle and straighten out the curve.Soon I'll see my baby, and happy I will be. Sunshine special bringing happiness to me.
