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	C
	My dearest son itâs almost June

I hope this letter catches up with you

	F	C
And	finds you well,	itâs been dry but theyâre callinâ for rain

	F
And everythingâs the same old same in	Johnsonville

	Am	G	F
	Your stubborn old	daddy ainât said to	much

But Iâm sure you know he sends his love

	G	C
And she goes	on in a letter from	home·

(Chorus)

	F
	I hold it up and show my buddies

Like we ainât scared and our boots ainât muddy

	C	Am
And	they all laugh like thereâs somethinâ funny about the	way I talk

	F
When I say momma send her	best yaâll

I fold it up and put it in my shirt

Pick up my gun and get back to work

	C	Am	F	C
	And it keeps me drivinâ	on waitinâ	on letters from	home

	C
	My dearest love itâs almost dawn

Iâve been lying here all night long

	F
	Wonderinâ where you might be

	C
	I saw your momma and I showed her the ring

	F
Man the television said some thing	so I couldnât sleep

	Am	G	F
	But Iâll be all	right Iâm just missinâ	you

	G	C
And this is me kissinâ you xâs and	oâs in a letter from	home·

(Chorus)

	F
	I hold it up and show my buddies

Like we ainât scared and our boots ainât muddy

	C
And	they all laugh cause she calls me honey

	Am	F
But they	take it hard cause I donât read the	good part

I fold it up and put it in my shirt

Pick up my gun and get back to work

	C	Am	F	C
	And it keeps me drivinâ	on waitinâ	on letters from	home·

	Dm
	Dear son I know I ainât written

	F	C
But	sittinâ here tonight alone in the kitchen it	occurs to me

	Am
I might not have said it so Iâll	say it now

	F
Son you	make me proud

(Chorus)

	F
	I hold it up and show my buddies

Like we ainât scared and our boots ainât muddy

	C	Am
But	no one laughs cause there ainât nothinâ funny when a	soldier cries

	F
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

	C	Am	F	G	C
	And it keeps me drivinâ	on waitinâ	on	letters from h	ome·

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letters from home

John Michael Montgomery

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