Chords for John Michael Montgomery -Letter From Home

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_ My dear son, it's almost June. _
_ I hope this letter catches up with you [F] and finds you well. _ _ _ _
[C] _ It's been dry, but they're calling for rain.
_ And everything's the same, oh same, _ [F] _ _ Johnsonville. _ _ _
_ [Am] _ Your stubborn [G] old daddy ain't said [C] too much, _ but I'm sure you know [Dm] he sends his love.
_ And she goes [G] on _ _ in a letter [C] from home. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] I hold it up and show my buddies like we ain't scared of nothin' same buddy.
[C] And they all laugh like [G] there's something funny about [Am] the way I talk _ when I say mama sends [F] her best, y'all. _ _ _ _
_ I fold it up and put it in my shirt, pick up my gun and get back to work. _
[C] _ _ _ And [G] it keeps me [Am] driving on, _ _ _ waiting [F] on _ _ _ [G] _ _
letters [C] from home. _ _ _ _ _
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_ My dearest love, it's almost dawn.
_ I've been lying here all night long, [F] wondering where you might be.
_ I [C] _ saw your mama and I showed her the ring.
Man on the television said something, _ [F] so I couldn't sleep. _
_ [Am] But I'll [C] be [G] alright, I'm just [Em] [F] missing you.
_ _ _ And this is [Dm] me kissing you, _ _ _ X's [G] and O's _ in a letter [C] from home. _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] I hold it up and show my buddies like we ain't scared of nothin' same [G] buddy.
[C] And they all laugh, cause [G] she calls me honey, but [Am] they take it hard, _ _ cause I don't read [F] the good part. _ _ _ _
_ I fold it up and put it in my shirt, pick up my gun and get back to work.
_ [C] _ _ And [G] it keeps me driving [Am] on, _ _ _ _ waiting [Dm] on _ _ _ [G] _ _
letters [C] from home. _ _ _ _ _
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_ [F] _ Dear son, I know I ain't written, _ sitting here tonight alone in the [B] kitchen, [C] it occurs to me.
[G] I might not have said it, [Am] so I'll say it now. _ _
Son, [F] you make me proud.
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_ I hold it up and show my buddies like we ain't scared of nothin' same buddy.
But [C] no one laughs, [G] cause there ain't nothin' funny [Am] when a soldier cries.
_ And I [F] just wipe my _ _ _ eyes.
_ I fold it up and put it in my shirt, pick up my gun and get back to work.
_ [C] _ _ _ [G] And it keeps me driving [Am] _ on, _ _ _ waiting [F] on _ _ _ _ _ _
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