Miss McGinty's Ghost 
Checks the daily post 
For a letter from the coast 
And the leaves they squall 
Past Miss McGinty's wall 
As she marks another fall 
And they say you get used to all of it 
But I don't think that I could mend 
Miss McGinty's Ghost 
Checks the daily post 
Again 
Never spoke my mind. 
Tried not to be unkind. 
But I left you in a bind -- 
And the leaves they squall 
Past our garden wall 
As I'm waiting for your call 
And they say I'd get used to all of it 
But I don't think that I could mend 
Miss McGinty's Ghost 
Checks the daily post 
Again