BLACK LETTER
the postman delivered me a letter
and it fills her two hands full of joy
for she didn't know what should there be inside
it was the last one from her darlin' boy
dear mom was the way that it started
lord,i miss you so much,i didn't know
but mom, i didn't know that i love you so
but i'll prove it when this war is won.
but i'm writing this letter down in the trench ,ma
and don't you scold if the writtin's if the writtin's not so neat
don't scold as you did when i was a kid
when i come home with mud on my feet
well the old mother's hand strarted trembling
they trembled with shame that's not know
and the tears,then they came,but they came on ashame
for the letter was signed with no name
that night as she knelt by her bedside
she prayed to the god up above
she said : god don't you see
what my boy meant to me
but dear god,keep america free