A Soldiers Letter Home

A Soldier’s Letter Home I can’t believe it is that time of year I haven’t yet gotten that old Christmas Cheer What with you back at home and me over here I love you and miss you my dear And even though I’m near the place of His birth I hear no “Merry Christmas”; see no Christmas mirth And Lord knows from here I see no Peace on Earth I love you and miss you my dear But we’ve put up a tree – looks like Charlie Brown’s And we’ve hung on its branches gold-colored spent rounds And when the wind blows those tinkle bells sound I love you and miss you my dear I miss the kids more and more every day And you know I would be there if there was any way Tell them I miss them and ask them to pray I love you and miss you my dear Now give the kids kisses and say “Daddy loves you” And I’ll hurry home once my tour here is through So I can give kisses and hugs to you too I love you and miss you my dear Well the Captain is calling, the fighting’s begun I’ve put on my helmet, my vest; grabbed my gun Say a prayer for me dear but now I’ve got to run I love you and miss you my dear Mdailey