《Letters from Home (In the Style of John Michael Montgomery) [Karaoke Version]》歌词

[00:00:00] Letters from Home (家里来信) - The Hit Co. (热歌公司)

[00:00:08] My dearest son it's almost June

[00:00:11] I hope this letter catches up with you, and finds you well

[00:00:18] It's been dry but they're calling for rain

[00:00:23] And everything's the same old same, in Johnsonville

[00:00:31] Your stubborn old daddy ain't said too much

[00:00:36] But I'm sure you know he sends his love

[00:00:40] And she goes on, in a letter from home

[00:00:48] I hold it up and show my buddies

[00:00:52] Like we ain't scared and are boots ain't muddy

[00:00:56] And they all laugh like there's something funny bout the way I talk

[00:01:02] When I say momma sends her best y'all

[00:01:07] I fold it up and put it in my shirt

[00:01:11] Pick up my gun and get back to work

[00:01:16] And it keeps me drivin' on

[00:01:21] Waitin' on, letters from home

[00:01:34] My dearest love it's almost dawn

[00:01:38] I been lying here all night long

[00:01:41] Wonderin' where you might be

[00:01:45] I saw your momma and I showed her the ring

[00:01:49] Man on the television said some things, so I couldn't sleep

[00:01:56] But I'll be all right I'm just missin' you

[00:02:03] And this is me kissing you

[00:02:06] X's and O's, in a letter from home

[00:02:15] I hold it up and show my buddies

[00:02:18] Like we ain't scared and are boots ain't muddy

[00:02:22] And they all laugh cause she calls me honey

[00:02:26] But they take it hard, cause I don't read the good parts

[00:02:34] I fold it up and put it in my shirt

[00:02:37] Pick up my gun and get back to work

[00:02:42] And it keeps me drivin' on

[00:02:48] Waitin on, letters from home

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

[00:03:03] And sitting here tonight alone in the kitchen it occurs to me

[00:03:09] I might not have said it so I'll say it now

[00:03:14] Son you make me proud

[00:03:23] I hold it up and show my buddies

[00:03:25] Like we ain't scared and are boots ain't muddy

[00:03:29] But no one laughs, cause there ain't nothing funny when a soldier cries

[00:03:37] And I just wipe my eyes

[00:03:41] I fold it up and put it in my shirt

[00:03:44] Pick up my gun and get back to work

[00:03:50] And it keeps me drivin' on

[00:03:55] Waitin on, letters from home