Please Mrs. Avery I just got to talk to her
I'll only keep her a while
Please Mrs. Avery I just want to tell her
Goodbye
Sylvia's mother says Sylvia's
packing, she's going be leaving today
. . . marrying, a fellow down Galveston-Way
. . . Please don't say nothing, to make her start
crying and stay
And the operator says Forty cents more,
for the next three minutes
Sylvia's mother says
Sylvia's hurrying, she's catching the nine o'clock
train
. . . Take your umbrella, cause Sylvia it's starting
to rain
. . . Thank you for calling and sir won't you come
back again
And the operator says Forty cents more,
for the next three minutes
Tell her goodbye ~ Please, tell her goodbye, Goodbye