
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
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
