Dear Susan, I know you love me so
I'd like 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 tears 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 alone beneath a tree
The smell of the rain on the greenery
Our fathers have painfully lost their way
That's why my love, I'm here today
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
From Andy in Vietnam fighting
To Susan on the West Coast waiting
From Andy in Vietnam fighting