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