On the Rebound - Russ Conway

Dear John, oh how I hate to write

Dear John, I must let you know tonight

That my love for you has died away like grass upon the lawn

And tonight I wed another, dear John.

(Bobby)

I was overseas in battle when the postman came to me He handed me a letter and I was just as happy as I could be Cause the fighting was all over and the battles have all been won

But then I opened up the letter and that started, dear John

Won’t you please send back my picture my husband wants it now

When I tell you who I’m wedding you won’t care dear anyhow

And it hurts me so to tell you that my love for you has gone

But tonight I wed your brother, dear John.

(Skeeter)

And tonight I wed another, dear John.