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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 (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. New songs every Sunday and Wednesday. Subscribe so you don't miss the next one, and hit like if this one reached you. This song is on the full album, Working Folks Blues (12 songs):    • 12 Bars at a Time: The Truth About Working...   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. More from Grace and Main: graceandmainpress.com Created by Ida Shoulders · Grace and Main Music 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 #DoloresPike #blues #postalworker #mailcarrier #postoffice #ruralcarrier #ruralmailcarrier