Within a wooden box ~
A frantic reach and grab.
She smiles from the sidewalk  ~
  In her trembling grasp ~
A note for her friend ~
Is held up high.
She shouts "You've got mail!"

For a ten cent postage stamp ~
A letter from her man.
Courtesy of the U.S. Mail
Love delivered ~
Hand -to-hand.

She shouts...
"You've got mail!"

Courtesy of the U.S. Mail
An ageless cry of lore.

Covered wagon on the trail ~
Or by Pony Express.
A train steaming down the rail ~
Towards the Wild West.
Or delivered  through the air.
Love from shore to shore.

She shouts...
"You've got mail!"

Courtesy of the U.S. Mail ~
An ageless cry of lore.

From the desert to the shore...
To the mountain range.

The U.S. Mail ~
Always ahead of modern change...
Moving all the time.
Love delivered for a dime.

Delivered across the board.
Despite recession or progress.
Despite two great ****** wars.
Despite overnight express.
Despite UPS and FedEx

Despite the pace of technology.
Despite the speed of modern life.

"You've got Mail"
For two hundred years ~
Short and Sweet
An ageless cry of lore.

Reminds me of that old and ancient ~
Computer generated cry ~
Announcing the instantaneous reciept ~
Of your electronic-mail....

"You've got Mail"