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Dear sweetheart, as I write to you |
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My heart is filled with pain |
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For if these things I hear are true |
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I'll never see you again |
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They tell me, darlin', that tonight |
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You'll wed another man |
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But if you do, I'll tell you true |
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My boat will never land |
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You promised that you would wait for me |
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That nothin' could come between |
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That in my arms someday you'd be |
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My wife and lovely queen |
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I builded you that cozy home |
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And made a garden there |
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And planted too with my own hands |
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Sweet flowers rich and rare |
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My future hopes are placed in you |
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You've been my guidin' star |
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Please write and tell me that you're true |
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To the sailor who waits afar |
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Just tell me that you love me yet |
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Still long to be my wife |
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I'll return and then we'll wed |
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And live a happy life |
