From the album barabajagal
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Dear Susan, I know you love me so
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But I want to hear it in my ear.
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You know I'd be there working at my craft
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Had it not been for the draft.
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Dry up your tear and feel no fear,
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You're here with me like I'm there with you.
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To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
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>From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
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To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
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>From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
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I'm writing a note beneath a tree,
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The smell of the rain on the greenery.
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Our fathers have painfully lost their way,
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That's why, my love, I'm here today
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Hear me when I say there will come a day
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When Kings will know and love can grow.
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To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
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>From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
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To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
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>From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
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To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
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>From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
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To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
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>From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
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Susan, I know you love me so
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But I'd like to hear it in my ear.
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You know I'd be there working at my craft
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Had it not been for the draft.
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Dry up your tear and feel no fear,
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You're here with me like I'm there with you.
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To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
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>From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
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To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
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>From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
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To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
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>From Andy supposedly hating.
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To Susan on the West Coast waiting,
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>From Andy in Vietnam fighting.
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To Susan on the West Coast Waiting
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| Donovan Leitch |
