| Dear John, oh how I hate to write
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| Dear John, I must let you know tonight
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| That my love for you has died away like grass upon the lawn
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| And tonight I wed another, dear John.
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| (Bobby)
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| I was overseas in battle when the postman came to me He handed me a letter and I was just as happy as I could be Cause the fighting was all over and the battles have all been won
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| But then I opened up the letter and that started, dear John
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| Won’t you please send back my picture my husband wants it now
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| When I tell you who I’m wedding you won’t care dear anyhow
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| And it hurts me so to tell you that my love for you has gone
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| But tonight I wed your brother, dear John.
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| (Skeeter)
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| And tonight I wed another, dear John. |