John Michael Montgomery Letters From Home lyrics

Letters From Home by John Michael Montgomery

Letters From Home lyrics

My dearest son its almost june
I hope this letter catches up with you 
and finds you well
Its been dry but their callin for rain
and everythings the same ol' same
in Johnsonville
Your stuborn ol' Daddy ain't said too much
but Im sure you know he sends his love 
and she goes on in a 
Letter from home

Chorus
I hold it up and show my buddies
like we ain't scared and our 
boots ain't muddy
and they all laugh like theres 
something funny bout the way i talk
when I say Momma sends her best ya'll
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 its almost dawn
Ive been lyin here all night long
wonderin where you might be
I saw your Momma and I showed her 
the ring
Man on the television said something
so I couldn't sleep
But I'll be alright Im just missin you
and this is me kissin you
X's and O's in a 
Letter from home

Chorus
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
cus' 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
but 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

Chorus
I hold it up and show my buddies
like we ain't scared and our
boots ain't muddy
But no one laughs cus' 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