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Letters From Home by John Michael Montgomery
Letters From Home
Intro - C
(verse 1)
C
My dearest 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 callin for rain,
Everything's the same ol' same,
F
In Johnsonville,
(bridge)
Am G F
Your stuborn old daddy ain't said too much,
Dm
But I'm sure you know he sends his love,
Gsus-G C
And she goes on, in a letter from home,
(chorus)
F
I hold it up and show my buddy's like we ain't scared
C
and our boots ain't muddy, And they all laugh,
G Am
Like there's somethin funny bout the way I talk,
F
When I say mama sends her best ya'll,
F
I fold it up and put it in my shirt,
Pick up my gun and get back to work,
C G Am
And it keeps me drivin on,
F G C
Waitin on, Letters from home,
(verse 2)
C
My dearest love it's almost dawn,
I've been lyin here all night long,
F
Wonderin 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,
(bridge)
Am G F
But I'll be alright I'm just missin you,
Dm Gsus-G
And this is me kissin you, X's and O's,
C
In a letter from home,
(chorus)
F
I hold it up and show my buddy's like we ain't scared
C
and our boots ain't muddy, And they all laugh,
G Am
Cause she calls me honey but they take it hard,
F
Cause I don't read the good part,
F
I fold it up and put it in my shirt,
Pick up my gun and get back to work,
C G Am
And it keeps me drivin on,
F G C
Waitin on, Letters from home,
(bridge)
F
Dear son I know I ain't written,
F C
But sittin here tonight alone in the kitchen it occurs to me,
G Am
I might not have said it so I'll say it now,
F G F
Son you make me proud,
(chorus)
F
I hold it up and show my buddy's like we ain't scared
C
and our boots ain't muddy, but no one laughs,
G Am
Cause there ain't nothin funny when a soldier cries,
F
And I just wipe my eyes,
F
I fold it up and put it in my shirt,
Pick up my gun and get back to work,
C G Am
And it keeps me drivin on,
F Gsus G C
Waitin on, Letters from home,
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version 2
Tuning:E A D G B E
Key:C
Capo:5th fret
G=(3 2 x x 3 3)
Cadd9=(x 3 2 x 3 3)
Em7/B=(x 2 2 x 3 3)
D=(x x 0 2 3 2)
Am=(x 0 2 2 1 0)
Dsus4=(x x 0 2 3 3)
D/F#=(2 x x x 3 3)
Letters From Home Capo 5
[Intro]
G Cadd9 G Cadd9
[Verse 1]
G
My dearest son it’s almost June,
Cadd9
I hope this letter catches up with you, and finds you well
G
It’s been dry but they’re callin’ for rain
Cadd9
And everything’s the same ol’ same in Johnsonville
Em7/B D Cadd9
Your stubborn ol’ Daddy ain’t said too much
Am
But I’m sure you know he sends his love
D Dsus4 D G
And she goes on, in a letter from home
[Pre-Chorus[
Cadd9
I hold it up and show my buddies,
Cadd9
Like we ain’t scared and our boots ain’t muddy
G D/F#
And they all laugh like there’s somethin’ funny,
Em7/B Cadd9
About the way I talk, when I say Momma sends her best yall
[Chorus]
Cadd9
I fold it up and put it in my shirt
Cadd9
Pick up my gun and get back to work
G D/F# Em7/B
And it keeps me drivin’ on
Cadd9 D G Cadd9 G Cadd9
Waitin’ on, letters from home
[Verse 2]
G
My dearest love it’s almost dawn,
Cadd9
I’ve been lying here all night long, wonderin’ where you might be
G
I saw your Momma and I showed her the ring
Cadd9
Man on the television said some thing, so I couldn’t sleep
Em7/B D Cadd9
But I’ll be alright I’m just missin’ you
Am D Dsus4 D G
And this is me kissin’ you, X’s and O’s, in a letter from home
[Pre-Chorus]
Cadd9
I hold it up and show my buddies,
Cadd9
Like we ain’t scared and our boots ain’t muddy
G D/F#
And they all laugh cause’ you call me honey
Em7/B Cadd9
But they take it hard, cause I don’t read the good parts
[Chorus]
Cadd9
I fold it up and put it in my shirt
Cadd9
Pick up my gun and get back to work
G D/F# Em7/B
And it keeps me drivin’ on
Cadd9 D G
Waitin’ on, letters from home
[Verse 3]
Cadd9
Dear son I know I ain’t written
Cadd9
And sittin’ here tonight alone in the kitchen
G D/F#
It occurs to me, I might not have said it
Em7/B Cadd9
So I’ll say it now, son you make me proud
[Pre-Chorus]
Cadd9
I hold it up and show my buddies,
Cadd9
Like we ain’t scared and our boots ain’t muddy
G D/F#
But no one laughs cause there ain’t nothin’ funny
Em7/B Cadd9
When a soldier cries, and I just wipe my eyes
[Chorus]
Cadd9
I fold it up and put it in my shirt
Cadd9
Pick up my gun and get back to work
G D/F# Em7/B
And it keeps me drivin’ on
Cadd9 D Dsus4 D G Cadd9 G Cadd9 G Cadd9 G
Waitin’ on, letters from home
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version 3
Tuning:E A D G B E
Capo:no capo
[Intro]
C Am F G7
[Verse 1]
C
My dearest son it's almost June,
C
I hope this letter catches up with you,
Am
And finds you well,
C C
It's been dry but they're callin for rain,
C
Everything's the same ol' same,
Am
Here In Johnsonville,
[Bridge]
F G7
Your stuborn old daddy ain't said too much,
G7 C Am
But I'm sure you know he sends his love,
F C
And she goes on, in a letter from home,
[Chorus]
F C
I hold it up and show my buddy's like we ain't scared
C Am
and our boots ain't muddy, And they all laugh,
F
Like there's somethin funny bout the way I talk,
C Am
When I say mama sends her best ya'll,
F F
I fold it up and put it in my shirt,
C C C
Pick up my gun and get back to work,
C Am
And it keeps me drivin on
F C
Waitin on, Letters from home,
[Verse2)
C C
My dearest love it's almost dawn,
C C
I've been lyin here all night long,
C Am
Wonderin where you might be,
C C
I saw your mama and I showed her the ring,
C
Man on the television said something,
Am
So I couldn't sleep,
[Bridge]
F C
But I'll be alright I'm just missin you,
C Am
And this is me kissin you, X's and O's,
F C
In a letter from home,
[Chorus]
F C
I hold it up and show my buddy's like we ain't scared
C Am
and our boots ain't muddy, And they all laugh
F C
Cause she calls me honey but they take it hard,
C Am
Cause I don't read the good part,
F F
I fold it up and put it in my shirt,
C C C
Pick up my gun and get back to work,
C Am
And it keeps me drivin on,
F F C
Waitin on, Letters from home,
[Bridge]
F
Dear son I know I ain't written,
C C Am
But sittin here tonight alone in the kitchen it occurs to me,
C C
I might not have said it so I'll say it now,
C Am
Son you make me proud,
[Chorus]
F C
I hold it up and show my buddy's like we ain't scared
C Am
and our boots ain't muddy, but no one laughs,
F C
Cause there ain't nothin funny when a soldier cries,
Am
And I just wipe my eyes,
F F
I fold it up and put it in my shirt,
C C C
Pick up my gun and get back to work,
C Am
And it keeps me drivin on,
F C
Waitin on, Letters from home
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version 4
Tuning:E A D G B E
Key:C
Capo:no capo
Intro
G
e|--------------------------------------------|
B|-1h3---3-------3-1h3---3--------0h1-1p0-----|
G|-----------0---------------0------------2p0-|
D|-----0-------0-------0-------0--------------|
A|--------------------------------------------|
E|-3-------3-------3-------3------------------|
My dearest son, it's almost June
I hope this letter catches up with you and finds you well
It's been dry but they're callin' for rain
And everything's the same ol' same in Johnsonville
Your stubborn ol' daddy ain't said too much
But I'm sure you know he sends his love
And she goes on, in a letter from home
[Chorus]
I hold it up and show my buddies
Like we ain't scared and our boots ain't muddy
And they all laugh like there's something funny
'bout the way I talk, when I say mama sends her best ya'll
I fold it up and put it in my shirt
Pick up my gun and get back to work
And it keeps me drivin' on, waitin' on
Letters from home
My dearest love, it's almost dawn
I've been lyin' here all night Long,
Wonderin' where you might be
I saw your mama and I showed her the ring
Man on the television said
Something so I couldn't sleep
But I'll be alright, I'm just missin' you
And this is me kissin' you
X's and O's in a letter from home
[Chorus]
I hold it up and show my buddies
Like we ain't scared and our boots ain't muddy
And they all laugh 'cause she calls me honey
But they take it hard, 'cause I don't read the good parts
I fold it up and put it in my shirt
Pick up my gun and get back to work
And it keeps me drivin' on, waitin' on
Letters from home
Dear son, I know I ain't written
And sittin' here tonight alone in the kitchen
It occurs to me I might not have said it, so I'll say it now
Son, you make me proud
[Chorus]
I hold it up and show my buddies
Like we ain't scared and our boots ain't muddy
But no one laughs ' cause there ain't nothin'
Funny when a soldier cries, and I just wipe my eyes
I fold it up and put in my shirt
Pick up my gun and get back to work
And it keeps me drivin' on, waitin' on,
Letters from home
h: hammer-on
p: pull-off
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