John Michael Montgomery - Letters From Home Lyrics

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My dear son it's almost june

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

Its been dry but they?re calling for rain

And every thing's the same old same in johnson ville

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 about 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 driving me on

Waiting on letters from home

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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

And this is me kissing 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 driving on

Waiting on letters from home

Dear son i know i ain?t written

Sitting 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

And i just wipe me eyes

I fold it up and put it in my shirt

Pick up my gun and get back to work

And it keeps me driving me on

Waiting on letters from home

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