Chord/Tab song: Letters From Home

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Title: Letters From Home

(capo 3rd fret)

F#m 244222

INtro - A


(verse 1)
[A]My dearest son it's almost June,

I hope this letter catches up with you,
And [D]finds you well,
[A]It's been dry but they're callin for rain,

Everything's the same ol' same,
In [D]Johnsonville,


(bridge)
[F#m] Your stuborn old d[E]addy ain't said too m[D]uch,
But I'm sure you know he s[Bm]ends his love,
And she goes [Esus-E]on, in a letter from h[A]ome,


(chorus)
[D]I hold it up and show my buddy's like we ain't scared
and our boots ain't muddy, And t[A]hey all laugh,
Like there's [E]somethin funny bout the way I[F#m] talk,
When I say mama sends her b[D]est ya'll,
I f[D]old it up and put it in my shirt,

Pick up my gun and get back to work,
[A] And it k[E]eeps me drivin[F#m] on,
Waitin o[D]n,[-] [E] Letters from h[A]ome,


(verse 2)
[A]My dearest love it's almost dawn,

I've been lyin here all night long,
Wonderin[D] where you might be,
[A]I saw your mama and I showed her the ring,

Man on the television said something,
[D]So I couldn't sleep,

(bridge)
[F#m] But I'll be al[E]right I'm just missin [D]you,
And this is me k[Bm]issin you, X's and [Esus-E]O's,
In a letter from h[A]ome,


(chorus)
[D]I hold it up and show my buddy's like we ain't scared
and our boots ain't muddy, And [A]they all laugh,
Cause she c[E]alls me honey but they [F#m]take it hard,
Cause I don't read the go[D]od part,
I f[D]old it up and put it in my shirt,

Pick up my gun and get back to work,
[A] And it k[E]eeps me drivin[F#m] on,
Waitin o[D]n,[-] [E] Letters from h[A]ome,


(bridge)
[D]Dear son I know I ain't written,
But [D]sittin here tonight alone in the kitchen it oc[A]curs to me,
I m[E]ight not have said it so I'll [F#m]say it now,
Son you make me pr[D]ou[-]d,[E][-][D]


(chorus)
[D]I hold it up and show my buddy's like we ain't scared
and our boots ain't muddy, but no o[A]ne laughs,
Cause there a[E]in't nothin funny when a s[F#m]oldier cries,
And I just wi[D]pe my eyes,
I[D] fold it up and put it in my shirt,

Pick up my gun and get back to work,
[A] And it k[E]eeps me drivin[F#m] on,
Waitin o[D]n,[-] [Esus] [-] [E] Letters from ho[A]me,

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