Tác giả: Chưa Biết
Dear John oh how I hate to write
Dear John
I must let you know tonight
That my love for you has died away like grass upon the lawn
And tonight I wait another
Dear John
I was overseas in battle when the postman came to me he handed me a letter
And I was so happy as I could be 'Cause the fighting was all over and the battle they'd all be won
But then I opened up the letter and it started
Dear John
Won't you please send back my picture my husband wants it now
When I tell you who I'm wedding
You won't care do you
And how and it hurts me so to tell you
That my love for you is gone
But to night
I wed your brother
Dear John;
Dear John
I must let you know tonight
That my love for you has died away like grass upon the lawn
And tonight I wait another
Dear John
I was overseas in battle when the postman came to me he handed me a letter
And I was so happy as I could be 'Cause the fighting was all over and the battle they'd all be won
But then I opened up the letter and it started
Dear John
Won't you please send back my picture my husband wants it now
When I tell you who I'm wedding
You won't care do you
And how and it hurts me so to tell you
That my love for you is gone
But to night
I wed your brother
Dear John;