Lyrics

Dear Joe, I had to use your handkerchief as a tourniquet It's bloodstained now, and torn Dearly hope this letter finds you well, baby When the war is over When we all come home I will wait for you, dear At the Café Hong Kong Dear Joe, a grenade got me, so I'm blind 'Least I'll think of you always as young-looking Dearly hope this letter finds you well, baby When the war is over I pray it won't be long I will wait for you, dear At the Café Hong Kong Dear Joe, some complications, and I'm dying Always think of me as young Here's your handkerchief Dearly hope this letter finds you well, baby When the war is over When we all come home Wait for me, my lover At the Café Hong Kong For me the war is over And life was just a song Wait for me forever At the Café Hong Kong