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Letter from John Clarkson

Lyrics

Dear Susanna, I hope you'll wait

I'm out here on the sea trying to make my name

It's been eight weeks since I saw your face

I just wanted you to know that i still feel the same

Dear Susanna, my letter is late

I'm standing on the deck trying to coin this phrase

I'm looking out beyond the waves

And I'm thinking of the time I will next see your face

Chorus:

We've been charged with a mission grave

Sailing out on a boat that sways

To deliver those that once were slaves

And carry myself back home

Dear Susanna, I'm all at sea

Wondering if you're still in love with me

Haven't had a letter for a long long time

Signed yours truly, hoping you're fine

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Chorus:

We've been charged with a mission grave

Sailing out on a boat that sways

To deliver those that once were slaves

And carry myself back home

Dear Susanna, I'm fine and well

There was a rocky patch when I felt quite ill

To be quite honest I nearly died

It was only thoughts of you that kept me alive

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