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My dearest son, itand's almost june
i hope this letter catches up with you
and finds you well
itand's been dry
but theyand're callinand' for rain
and everythingand's the same old same
in johnsonville
your stubborn old daddy
ainand't said too much
but iand'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 ainand't scared
and our boots ainand't muddy
and they all laugh
like thereand's something funny
and'bout the way i talk
when i say, andquot;mamma sends her best, yaand'llandquot;
I fold it up and put it in my shirt
pick up my gun and get back to work
and it keeps me drivinand' on
waitinand' on letters from home
My dearest love, itand's almost dawn
iand've been lyinand' here all night long
wonderinand' where you might be
i saw your mamma
and i showed her the ring
man on the television
said something
so i couldnand't sleep
but iand'll be alright,
iand'm just missinand' you
and this is me kissinand' you
xand's and oand's in a letter from home
I hold it up and show my buddies
like we ainand't scared
and our boots ainand't muddy
and they all laugh
and'cause she calls me honey,
but they take it hard
and'cause i donand't read the good parts
I fold it up and put it in my shirt
pick up my gun and get back to work
and it keeps me drivinand' on
waitinand' on letters from home
Dear son, i know i ainand't written
iand'm sittinand' here tonight alone in the kitchen
it occurs to me
i might not have said it
so iand'll say it now...
andquot;son, you make me proudandquot;
I hold it up and show my buddies
like we ainand't scared
and our boots ainand't muddy
but no one laughs
and'cause thereand's ainand't nothinand' funny
when a soldier cries
and i just wipe my eyes
I fold it up and put it in my shirt
pick up my gun and get back to work
and it keeps me drivinand' on
waitinand' on letters from home
John Michael Montgomery
Letters from home
Letters from home
My dearest son, itand's almost june
i hope this letter catches up with you
and finds you well
itand's been dry
but theyand're callinand' for rain
and everythingand's the same old same
in johnsonville
your stubborn old daddy
ainand't said too much
but iand'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 ainand't scared
and our boots ainand't muddy
and they all laugh
like thereand's something funny
and'bout the way i talk
when i say, andquot;mamma sends her best, yaand'llandquot;
I fold it up and put it in my shirt
pick up my gun and get back to work
and it keeps me drivinand' on
waitinand' on letters from home
My dearest love, itand's almost dawn
iand've been lyinand' here all night long
wonderinand' where you might be
i saw your mamma
and i showed her the ring
man on the television
said something
so i couldnand't sleep
but iand'll be alright,
iand'm just missinand' you
and this is me kissinand' you
xand's and oand's in a letter from home
I hold it up and show my buddies
like we ainand't scared
and our boots ainand't muddy
and they all laugh
and'cause she calls me honey,
but they take it hard
and'cause i donand't read the good parts
I fold it up and put it in my shirt
pick up my gun and get back to work
and it keeps me drivinand' on
waitinand' on letters from home
Dear son, i know i ainand't written
iand'm sittinand' here tonight alone in the kitchen
it occurs to me
i might not have said it
so iand'll say it now...
andquot;son, you make me proudandquot;
I hold it up and show my buddies
like we ainand't scared
and our boots ainand't muddy
but no one laughs
and'cause thereand's ainand't nothinand' funny
when a soldier cries
and i just wipe my eyes
I fold it up and put it in my shirt
pick up my gun and get back to work
and it keeps me drivinand' on
waitinand' on letters from home
