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This little trunk holds Jonathan's love letters
Bound so neatly in ribbons of silk
Jonathan had such beautiful penmanship
Written on parchment as white as milk
Jonathan's words arranged chronologically
Month by month and then day by day
Jonathan surely wrote me quite frequently
Jonathan had such a lot to say
Chorus: My sweet Jonathan wrote me constantly
All he hoped to be, all he dreamed
How the world was too bright and beautiful
How the people weren't all they seemed
Jonathan wrote when he was out traveling
How he hated each social affair
Jonathan swore he soon would come back to me
We'd get married and settle somewhere
Jonathan wrote with caring and tenderness
How he loved me so simple and pure
Jonathan said those colorful party girls
All were too forward to be endured
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