Letters From Home - John Michael Montgomery [Intro] [C] Verse 1: [C] My dearest son it's almost June, I hope this letter catches up with you, And [F] finds you well, [C] It's been dry but they're callin for rain, Everything's the same ol' same, In [F] Johnsonville, [Am] Your stuborn old [G] daddy ain't said too [F] much, But I'm sure you know he [Dm] sends his love, And she goes [G] on, in a letter from [C] home, |[Chorus] |[F] I hold it up and show my buddy's like we ain't scared |and our boots ain't muddy, And [C] they all laugh, |Like there's [G] somethin funny bout the way I [Am] talk, |When I say mama sends her [F] best ya'll, |I [F] fold it up and put it in my shirt, |Pick up my gun and get back to work, |[C] And it [G] keeps me drivin [Am] on, |Waitin [F] on, [G] Letters from [C] home, Verse 2: [C] My dearest love it's almost dawn, I've been lyin here all night long, Wonderin [F] where you might be, [C] I 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 be [G] alright I'm just missin [F] you, And this is me [Dm] kissin you, X's and [G] O's, In a letter from [C] home, [Chorus] Bridge: [F] Dear son I know I ain't written, But [F] sittin here tonight alone in the kitchen it [C] occurs to me, I [G] might not have said it so I'll [Am] say it now, Son you make me [F] proud, [G] [F] |[Chorus] |[F] I hold it up and show my buddy's like we ain't scared |and our boots ain't muddy, but no [C] one laughs, |Cause there [G] ain't nothin funny when a [Am] soldier cries, |And I just [F] wipe my eyes, |[F] I fold it up and put it in my shirt, |Pick up my gun and get back to work, |[C] And it [G] keeps me drivin [Am] on, |Waitin [F] on, [G] Letters from [C] home,