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Letter from John Clarkson

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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

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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

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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

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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

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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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