That mailman ain't no friend to me, comes to my house everyday at three That's when he knows I'm not home, and my wife is there all alone No the mailman ain't no friend to me at all Every single day it's the same damn thing about 3:00 the bell begins to ring “Here's a package can you sign” “Come on in so I can find a pen” No the mailman ain't no friend of mine at all Now it's Thursday I'm off at noon, boss cut the shift says y'all go home
Maybe I'll just see who's around, that mail truck's out in front of my lawn No that mailman ain't no friend to me at all Well Stillwater sure ain't my style but I'm gonna have to stay here a little while I was just trying to blow up his truck but I blew up the house, just my luck That mailman weren't no friend to me at all