Soldier's Last Letter Lyrics

I'm writing this down in a trench, mom
Don't scold if it isn't so neat, the way that you did
When I was a kid and I'd come
Home with mud on my feet

The captain just gave us our orders
And mom we will carry them through
And I'll finish this letter the first chance I get
But for now I'll just say I love you

Then the mothers old hands began to tremble
And she fought against tears in her eyes
But they came unashamed for there was no name
And she knew that her soldier had died

Then the mother knelt down by her bedside
And she prayed Lord above hear my plea
And protect all the boys who are fighting tonight
And dear God, keep America free

I'm writing this down in a trench, mom
Don't scold if it isn't so neat, the way that you did
When I was a kid and I'd come
Home with mud on my feet

Merle Haggard - Capitol Collectors Series: Merle Haggard

Jan 1990

1. Swingin Doors
2. The Bottle Let Me Down
3. I'm A Lonsome Fugitive
4. Sing Me Back Home
5. I take A Lot Of Pride In What I Am
6. Hungry Eyes
7. Workin' Man Blues
8. Okie From Muskogee
9. The Fightin' Side Of Me
10. Soldier's Last Letter
11. Daddy Frank (The Guitar Man)
12. I Wonder If They Ever Think Of Me
13. The Emptiest Arms In The World
14. Things Aren't Funny Anymore
15. Old Man From The Mountain
16. Always Wanting You
17. Movin' On
18. The Roots Of My Raising
19. Here Comes The Freedom Train
20. Cherokee Maiden