Johnny Mercer
There’s A Fellow Waiting In Poughkeepsie

There's a fella waitin' in Poughkeepsie
And he's just as sweet as he can be
He hasn't even been tipsy
Since I left him and took to the sea

There's another, waitin' in Pomona
With the cutest dimple in his chin
And there's a guy in Daytona
Who just waits for my ship to come in

I miss 'em, honor bright
I write 'em, every night
But if you held my hand
I suppose they would all understand

Oh, you mustn't think I'm just a gypsy
But I really oughta set you right
There's a fella waitin' in Poughkeepsie
But I'm strictly on my own tonight

There's a fella waitin' in Milwaukee
One of her more gentlemanly beaus
Sometimes he goes to a talkie
But I know that's as far as he goes

There's a fella waitin' in Decatur
And she often sat upon his knee
I'm gonna look him up later
He made quite an impression on me
Topeka, Kankakee
Euraka, Tennessee
I got 'em, here and there
What the heck, love is love anywhere

If you're listenin' on your walkie-talkie
And you wanna hold somebody tight
There's a fella waitin' in Milwaukee
But I'm strictly on my own tonight
I'm strictly on our own tonight