Sheet music for “The Old Postmaster”

First Verse:

"In an old New England village there’s a quaint, old-fashioned place where the county folk call for their mail each day. There’s a kindly old postmaster, so familiar to each face. In the service he has grown both bent and gray. The town committee called on him and asked him to retire, offering him some easier post instead, but he shook his head in silence, till one day they urged him so that in trembling tones he turned to them and said:

Chorus:

I’m called the old postmaster; you have known me all your lives. I’ve brought you needs from loved ones, from the sweethearts and wives. I’m want for a letter, from a son who ran away. I’m still your old postmaster, let me stay here while I may."

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