"P.S. I Love You" is one of the few collaborations between Gordon Jenkins and Johnny Mercer. The two wrote the song in the early 1930s, and it was published in 1934. Since the song's introduction by Rudy Vallée, the song became quite forgotten until its rendition by The Hilltoppers in the mid-1950s.
What is there to write? What is there to say?
Same things happen everyday, not a thing to write, not a thing to say
So I take my pen in hand and start the same old way
Dear, I thought I'd drop a line, the weather's cool, the folks are fine
I'm in bed each night at nine, p. s. I love you
Yesterday we had some rain, but all in all, I can't complain
Was it dusty on the train, p. s. I love you
Write to the Browns just as soon as you're able
They came around to call, and I burned a hole in the dining room table
And let me see, I guess that's all
Nothing else for me to say, and so I'll close but by the way
Everybody's thinking of you, p. s. I love you
I do my best to obey all your wishes, I put a sign up "Think"
But I gotta buy us a new set of dishes, or wash the ones that are piled in the sink
Nothing else to tell you dear, except each day seems like a year
Every night I'm dreaming of you, p. s. I love you