My dear son
It's almost June
I hope this letter
catches up with you
And finds you well
It's been dry
They're callin' for rain
And everything's the same
old same in Johnsonville
Your stubborn old 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 and
put it in my shirt
Pick up my gun
And get back to work
And it keeps me drivin' on
Waitin' on
letters from home
My dearest love
it's almost dawn
I've been lyin' here
all night long
Wonderin' 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 alright
I'm just missin' you
And this is me kissin' you
X's and O'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 and
put it in my shirt
Pick up my gun
And get back to work
And it keeps me drivin' on
Waitin' on
letters from home
Dear son I know I ain't written
Sittin' here tonight
alone in the kitchen
It occurs to me
I might not have said it
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's ain't nothin' 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 drivin' on
Waitin' on
letters from home