My happiness depends on an electric My happiness depends on an electric
appliance appliance And I do not mind giving it so much credit And I do not mind giving it so much credit With life in this city being what it is With life in this city being what it is Each person separated from friends Each person separated from friends By a tangle of subways and buses By a tangle of subways and buses Yes my telephone is my joy Yes my telephone is my joy It tells me that I am in the world and wanted It tells me that I am in the world and wanted It rings and I am alerted to love or gossip It rings and I am alerted to love or gossip I go comb my hair which begins to sparkle I go comb my hair which begins to sparkle Without it I was like a bear in a cave Without it I was like a bear in a cave Drowsing through a shadowy winter Drowsing through a shadowy winter It rings and spring has come It rings and spring has come I stretch and amble out into the sunshine I stretch and amble out into the sunshine Hungry again as I pick up the receiver Hungry again as I pick up the receiver For the human voice and the good news of For the human voice and the good news of friends friends
“THE TELEPHONE” “THE TELEPHONE”
EDWARD FIELD EDWARD FIELD
My happiness depends on an electric My happiness depends on an electric
appliance appliance And I do not mind giving it so much credit And I do not mind giving it so much credit With life in this city being what it is With life in this city being what it is Each person separated from friends Each person separated from friends By a tangle of subways and buses By a tangle of subways and buses Yes my telephone is my joy Yes my telephone is my joy It tells me that I am in the world and wanted It tells me that I am in the world and wanted It rings and I am alerted to love or gossip It rings and I am alerted to love or gossip I go comb my hair which begins to sparkle I go comb my hair which begins to sparkle Without it I was like a bear in a cave Without it I was like a bear in a cave Drowsing through a shadowy winter Drowsing through a shadowy winter It rings and spring has come It rings and spring has come I stretch and amble out into the sunshine I stretch and amble out into the sunshine Hungry again as I pick up the receiver Hungry again as I pick up the receiver For the human voice and the good news of For the human voice and the good news of friends friends