A Letter from Shirley Miller Lyrics

I got a letter, today, from Shirley Miller
She's living in Ohio in a Presbyrterian Home
She's married a preacher and raisin' a family
She said she wrote the letter 'cause she was scared to phone
She said she still remembers things she said she wouldn't
She asked about my travels and if Cleveland's on my route
Shirley says she's chilly in that cold Ohio weather
But I think she's warmer than the Hell, her husband talks about

She said she was happy, and hoped that I was too
But I could read between the lines knowing Shirley like I do
She can't hide the way she feels behind the perfumed note
I could tell her hand was shaking in the letter Shirley wrote

Shirley said she didn't expect me to answer
She said she only wanted to get a few things off her chest
I tore up the letter and said a prayer for the preacher
I'll let him and the Good Lord take care of the rest

She said she was happy and hoped that I was too
But I could read between the lines knowing Shirley like I do
It's probably just a passing thing, I think she'll be all right
And I'm glad that Shirley never wrote what she sat down to write