I'm writing this down in the trench Mom
Don't scold if it isn't so neat
Remember how you did when I was a kid
And I'd come home with mud on my feet

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

Then the mother's old hands began to tremble
As she fought against tears in her eyes
But they came unashamed when she saw there was no name
And she knew that her soldier had died

Then the mother knelt down by her bedside
She prayed to the Lord, Hear my plea
Protect all the sons 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.... (Fade Out)

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