Capo on the 1st fret
She Walked to the mailbox on that bright Summer's day
Found a letter from her son in a war far away.
He spoke of the weather and good friends that he'd made
Said "I've been thinking about dad and the life that he had that's
why I'm here today."
And then at the end he said, "You are what I'm fighting for"
It was the first of the letters from war.
Chorus:
And she started writing "You are good and your brave
What a father that you'll be someday,
Make it home make it safe," She wrote every night as she prayed.
Then late in December a day she'll not forget
oh, her tears stained the paper with every word that she read
It said "I was up on a hill I was out there alone
When the shots all rang out and bombs were exploding
That's when I saw him, he came back for me
And though he was captured a man set me free
And that man was your son he asked me to write to you
I told him I would, oh, I swore,"
It was the last of the letters from war.
And she prayed he was living
Kept on believing and wrote every night just to say.
Chorus:
"You are good and your brave
What a father that you'll be someday,
Make it home make it safe," and so she kept writing each day.
Then two years later, Autumn leaves all around
A car pulls in the drive way, and she fell to the ground
And out steps a Captain where her boy used to stand
He said "Mom I'm following orders from all of your letters
And I've come home again."
He ran in to hold her dropped all his bags on the floor
Holding all of her letters from war
Bring him home
Bring him home
Bring him home