MY DEAREST SON
IT'S ALMOST JUNE
I HOPE THIS LETTER
CATCHES UP WITH YOU
AND FINDS YOU WELL
IT'S BEEN DRY
BUT 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
SOMETHIN' 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 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 SOME THING
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
BECAUSE
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
AND SITTIN' HERE
TONIGHT
ALONE IN THE KITCHEN
IT OCCURS TO ME
I MIGHT NOT'VE 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 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