Letters Drawings

A D A D9sus2 Goodbye angel, hands in your pockets, maybe tomorrow, maybe you'll come back sometime. A D9sus2 She boards a Greyhound, a ticket to Jersey, a grey-colored backpack full of all her belongings A D9sus2 Blows a kiss from the window, tells me she loves me and how she's sending letters and drawings F#m E But the letters never came A E Bm D A So I waited by the phone to hear it ring, E Bm D A waited by the phone to hear it ring, E Bm D waited by the phone to hear it ring. A D A D9sus2 Goodbye angel, hands in your pockets, maybe tomorrow, maybe call me sometime, A D9sus2 Small towns to city, she one days calls me, tells me she's married. I took it badly A D9sus2 Moments of silence, sounds of her laughing, when are you sending letters and drawings F#m E But the letters never came A E Bm D A So I waited by the phone to hear it ring, E Bm D A waited by the phone to hear it ring, E Bm D waited by the phone to hear it ring. A D A D9sus2 Goodbye angel, hear you're successful, maybe tomorrow, well maybe you'll come back sometime A D9sus2 Hands in your pockets, here's where you left me, only with memories, when we were just sixteen F#m E But the letters never came A E Bm D A So I waited by the phone to hear it ring, E Bm D A waited by the phone to hear it ring, E Bm D A waited by the phone to hear it ring, E Bm D waited by the phone to hear it ring.