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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=80413" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Letters From Home</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">My dearest son, it's almost June <br>I hope this letter catches up with you <br>And finds you well <br>It's been dry but they're calling for rain <br>And everything's the same ol' same in Johnsonville <br>Your stubborn old daddy ain't said too much <br>But, I'm sure you know he sends his love" <br>And she goes on, in a letter from home <br>[chorus] <br>I hold it up and show my buddies <br>Like we ain't scared and our boots ain't muddy <br>And they all laugh <br>Like there's something funny <br>'Bout the way I talk <br>When I say, Mama sends her best y'all <br>I fold it up and put it in my shirt <br>Pick up my gun and get back to work <br>And it keeps me drivin' on <br>Waitin' on letters from home <br>"My dearest love, it's almost dawn <br>I've been lyin' here all night long <br>Wonderin' where you might be <br>I saw your mama and <br>I showed her the ring <br>Man on the television said something <br>So I couldn't sleep <br>But I'll be alright <br>I'm just missin' you <br>And this is me kissin' you <br>X's and O's" <br>In a letter from home <br>[chorus] <br>I hold it up and show my buddies <br>Like we ain't scared and our boots ain't muddy <br>And they all laugh <br>Cause she calls me honey <br>But they take it hard <br>Cause I don't read the good parts <br>I fold it up and put it in my shirt <br>Pick up my gun and get back to work <br>And it keeps me drivin' on <br>Waitin' on letters from home <br>"Dear son, I know I ain't written <br>But sittin' here tonight <br>Alone in the kitchen <br>It occurs to me <br>I might not have said this <br>So I'll say it now <br>Son you make me proud" <br>[chorus] <br>I hold it up and show my buddies <br>Like we ai't scared <br>And our boots ain't muddy <br>But no one laughs <br>Cause there ain't nothin' funny <br>When a soldier cries <br>And I just wipe my eyes <br>I fold it up and put it in my shirt <br>Pick up my gun and get back to work <br>And it keeps me drivin' on <br>Waitin' on letters from home</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by John Michael Montgomery - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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I hope this letter catches up with you 
And finds you well 
It's been dry but they're calling for rain 
And everything's the same ol' same in Johnsonville 
Your stubborn old daddy ain't said too much 
But, I'm sur..."></div>
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