She Used to Wait at the Box — Dolores Pike (Postal Worker Blues)
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She Used to Wait at the Box — Dolores Pike (Postal Worker Blues)
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She Used to Wait at the Box — Dolores Pike
Dolores Pike is a rural carrier. This one's for the rural carriers.
A postal worker song for every mail carrier, clerk and mail handler.
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She used to wait at the box, every day at a quarter to two. For every carrier who has worked the same route long enough to lose somebody on it.
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LYRICS
Nineteen years on the same route, I know every dog by name
Know who's working, who got laid off, who keeps a man they will not claim
I watched the babies learn to walk, then learn to drive, then leave
I carry more than paper, honey, more than folks believe
Miss Loretta on the corner used to meet me at her box
In her housecoat and her house shoes, never mind the rain or clock
"Anything from my baby?" before I ever stopped
And when a letter came from Memphis, she would read it on the spot
She used to wait at the box
Every day at a quarter to two
She used to wait at the box
Like the whole world was coming through
Now there's black cars at the curb
And they're blocking where I stop
And I got a letter in my hand
And nobody at the box
That little girl who used to wave from the swing out in the yard
Asked me for my rubber bands and drew me Christmas cards
She's standing on the porch today in a black dress, grown and tall
She raised her hand like she was six, and I raised mine, that's all
They don't teach you this in training
Nobody tells you on day one
You'll carry half a neighborhood
And you'll bury some of them
She used to wait at the box
Every day at a quarter to two
Now I pull up to that corner
And I sit a minute, like I do
There's black cars at the curb
And they're blocking where I stop
And I'm holding her baby's letter
And her baby's standing at the box
Quarter to two
Quarter to two
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