Four score years, living down in this rainswept town
Sea salt tears, swimming 'round as the rain comes down
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me, a letter for me?
From my own true love lost at sea, lost at sea
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me, a letter for me?
From my own true love lost at sea, lost at sea
Additional verses from demo version
Hands hang low creasing the fabric of my wedding dress
Does he lie below snagged in the fingers of a seaweed tress?
Mr. Postman, do you have a letter for me?
Mr. 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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