Four score years living down in this rainswept town
see-saw turns, swimming round as the rain comes down.
Mister Postman, do you have a letter for me?
Mister Postman, do you have a letter for me, a letter for me?
From my own true love, lost at sea... lost at sea.
Mister Postman, do you have a letter for me?
Mister Postman, do you have a letter for me, a letter for me?
From my own true love, lost at sea... lost at sea.
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