[ti:Letters From Home]
[ar:John Michael Montgomery]
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[00:00.50]ti:Letters From Home
[00:01.50]ar:John Michael Montgomery
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[00:07.96]My dearest son it’s almost June
[00:11.80]I hope this letter catches up with you, and finds you well
[00:17.88]it’s been dry but they』re calling for rain
[00:22.07]and everything’s the same old same, in Johnsonville
[00:30.68]your stubborn old daddy ain』t said too much
[00:36.88]but I』m sure you know he sends his love
[00:41.33]and she goes on, in a letter from home
[00:48.93]I hold it up and show my buddies
[00:52.02]like we ain』t scared and are boots ain』t muddy
[00:56.28]and they all laugh like there’s something funny bout the way I talk
[01:02.99]when I say momma sends her best y'all
[01:08.49]I fold it up and put it in my shirt
[01:10.55]pick up my gun and get back to work
[01:17.04]and it keeps me drivin』 on
[01:22.11]waitin』 on, letters from home
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[01:34.79]My dearest love it’s almost dawn
[01:38.59]I been lying here all night long
[01:41.35]wonderin』 where you might be
[01:45.56]I saw your momma and I showed her the ring
[01:48.93]man on the television said some things, so I couldn』t sleep
[01:56.94]but I』ll be all right I'm just missin' you
[02:02.99]and this is me kissing you
[02:06.90]X's and O's, in a letter from home
[02:15.54]I hold it up and show my buddies
[02:18.92]like we ain』t scared and are boots ain』t muddy
[02:22.81]and they all laugh cause she calls me honey
[02:26.09]but they take it hard, cause I don』t read the good parts
[02:34.19]I fold it up and put it in my shirt
[02:37.38]pick up my gun and get back to work
[02:43.09]and it keeps me drivin』 on
[02:47.57]waitin on, letters from home
[02:52.78]
[03:01.91]Dear son I know I ain』t written
[03:03.34]and sitting here tonight alone in the kitchen it occurs to me
[03:09.35]I might not have said it so I』ll say it now
[03:15.89]son you make me proud
[03:22.44]I hold it up and show my buddies
[03:26.38]like we ain』t scared and are boots ain』t muddy
[03:29.54]but no one laughs, cause there ain』t nothing funny when a soldier cries
[03:36.25]and I just wipe my eyes
[03:41.99]I fold it up and put it in my shirt
[03:45.21]pick up my gun and get back to work
[03:50.40]and it keeps me drivin』 on
[03:56.09]waitin on, letters from home