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Letters From Home - текст песни



Letters From Home


My Dear Son, it is almost June,


I hope this letter catches up to you, and finds you well


Its been dry but they’re calling for rain,


And everything's the same ol’ same in Johnsonville


Your stubborn 'ol Daddy ain’t said too much,


But I’m sure you know he sends his love,


And she goes on,


In a letter from home





I hold it up and show my buddies,


Like we ain’t scared and our boots ain’t muddy, and they all laugh,


Like there’s something funny bout’ the way I talk,


When I say: "Mama sends her best y’all"


I fold it up an' put it in my shirt,


Pick up my gun an' get back to work


An' it keeps me driving me on,


Waiting on letters from home





My Dearest Love, its almost dawn


I’ve been lying here all night long wondering where you might be


I saw your Mama and I showed her the ring


Man on the television said something so I couldn’t sleep


But I’ll be all right, I’m just missing you


An' this is me kissing you


XX’s and OO’s,


In a letter from home





I hold it up and show my buddies,


Like we ain’t scared and our boots ain’t muddy, and they all laugh,


'Cause she calls me "Honey", but they take it hard,


'Cause I don’t read the good parts


I fold it up an' put it in my shirt,


Pick up my gun an' get back to work


An' it keeps me driving me on,


Waiting on letters from home





Dear Son, I know I ain’t written,


But sittin' here tonight, alone in the kitchen, it occurs to me,


I might not have said, so I’ll say it now


Son, you make me proud





I hold it up and show my buddies,


Like we ain’t scared and our boots ain’t muddy, but no one laughs,


'Cause there ain’t nothing funny when a soldier cries


An' I just wipe me eyes


I fold it up an' put it in my shirt,


Pick up my gun an' get back to work


An' it keeps me driving me on,


Waiting on letters from home



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