《Letters from Home-3 [In the Style of John Michael Montgomery (Karaoke Version with Backup Vocals)]》歌词

[00:00:00] Letters from Home [In the Style of John Michael Montgomery

[00:00:14] My dearest son it's almost June

[00:00:17] I hope this letter catches up to you and finds you well

[00:00:25] Its been dry but theyre calling for rain

[00:00:29] And every thing's the same old same in Johnson Ville

[00:00:37] Your stubborn old daddy ain't said too much

[00:00:42] But I'm sure you know he sends his love and she goes on

[00:00:50] In a letter from home

[00:00:55] I hold it up and show my buddies like

[00:00:58] We ain't scared and our boots ain't muddy

[00:01:02] And they all laugh

[00:01:03] Like theres something funny about the way I talk

[00:01:08] When I say "Mama sends her best yall"

[00:01:14] I fold it up and put it in my shirt

[00:01:17] Pick up my gun and get back to work

[00:01:22] And it keeps me driving me on

[00:01:27] Waiting on letters from home

[00:01:40] My dearest love its almost dawn

[00:01:44] I've been lying here all night long wondering

[00:01:47] Where you might be

[00:01:50] I saw your mama and I showed her the ring

[00:01:55] Man on the television said something so I couldn't sleep

[00:02:02] But Ill be all right I'm just missing you

[00:02:09] And this is me kissing you

[00:02:12] Xs and Os in a letter from home

[00:02:21] I hold it up and show my buddies

[00:02:24] Like we ain't scared and our boots ain't muddy

[00:02:28] And they all laugh

[00:02:30] 'Cause she calls me 'Honey' but they take it hard

[00:02:35] 'Cause I don't read the good parts

[00:02:40] I fold it up and put it in my shirt

[00:02:43] Pick up my gun and get back to work

[00:02:48] And it keeps me driving on

[00:02:54] Waiting on letters from home

[00:03:06] Dear son I know I ain't written

[00:03:09] Sitting here tonight alone in the kitchen it occurs to me

[00:03:15] I might not have said so Ill say it now

[00:03:20] "Son you make me proud"

[00:03:29] I hold it up and show my buddies

[00:03:32] Like we ain't scared and our boots ain't muddy

[00:03:35] But no one laughs

[00:03:37] 'Cause there ain't nothing funny when a soldier cries

[00:03:43] And I just wipe me eyes

[00:03:47] I fold it up and put it in my shirt

[00:03:50] Pick up my gun and get back to work

[00:03:56] And it keeps me driving me on

[00:04:01] Waiting on letters from home