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Why Haven't I Heard From You?
Reba McIntyre, Artist
Sandy Knox and T. W. Hale, Writers
Back in 1876 an ol' boy named Bell
Invented a contraption that we know so well.
By the 1950's they were in everybody's home
As a crazy little thing they call the telephone.
Now there's one on every corner, in the back of every bar
You can get one in your briefcase, on a plane or in your car.
So tell me why, haven't I heard from you?
Tell me why, haven't I heard from you?
I say now darlin', honey, what is your excuse,
Why haven't I heard from you?
Well there's no problem gettin' to me.
Baby you can dial direct,
I got call forwarding and call waiting,
You can even call collect.
The service man he told me that my phone is working fine
And I've come to the conclusion trouble isn't with my line.
I'm sure the operator will be glad to put you thru
So dial zero for assistance if this all confuses you.
So tell me why, haven't I heard from you?
Tell me why, haven't I heard from you?
I say now: Darlin', honey, what is your excuse,
Why haven't I heard from you?
There better been a flood, a landslide of mud,
A fire that burns up the wires,
And a thunder so loud with a black funnel cloud,
A natural disaster I know nothin' about!
So tell me why, haven't I heard from you?
Tell me why, haven't I heard from you?
I say now: Darlin', honey, what is your excuse,
Why haven't I heard from you?
So tell me why, haven't I heard from you?
Tell me why, haven't I heard from you?
I say now: Darlin', honey, what is your excuse,
Why haven't I heard from you?
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