Mark Schultz - Letters from war

She ^FWalked to the ^Cmailbox on that bright Summer's ^Gday ^{G7 C} Found a ^Fletter from ^Cher son in a ^Fwar ^Gfar a^Cway. ^F He spoke of the ^Cweather and good friends that he'd m^Gade ^G7 Said "I've ^Cbeen thinking about dad and the life that he had that's why ^FI'm ^Ghere ^Amtoday." And then at the ^Gend he ^Csaid, &^Gquot;You are ^Amwhat I'm figh^Fting for" It was the first of the ^Gletters from ^Cwar.

And s^Fhe started ^Gwriting "You^G a^Cre good and ^Gyo^Cur brave What a f^Cather that y^Fou'll be so^Gmeday, Make it ^Gho^Cme make it^G s^Cafe," ^FShe wrote every night as ^Gshe pr^G7aye^Cd.

Then l^Fate in Dec^Cember a day she'll not f^Gorget^{G7 C} oh, her te^Fars stained the ^Cpaper with every w^Ford ^Gthat she ^Cread It said "I^G was up ^Con a hill I ^Gwas out th^Cere alone When the ^Gshots all rang out and ^Fbombs were exploding ^GThat's when I ^Csaw him, he ^Gcame back for ^Cme And th^Gough he was ^Ccaptured a ^Fman set me ^Gfree And that ^Fman ^Gwas your ^Amson he asked me to ^Gwrite to ^Cyou I told him I ^Gwould, oh, I ^Amswore," It was the l^Fast of the l^Getters from ^Cwar. And she p^Amrayed he was living ^CKept on believing and w^Frote every night just to say.

"You^G a^Cre good and ^Gyo^Cur brave What a f^Cather that y^Fou'll be so^Gmeday, Make it ^Gho^Cme make it^G s^Cafe," ^Fand so she kept writing e^Gach da^G7y. ^C

T^Fhen two years ^Clater, Autumn leaves all a^Ground^{G7 C} A car pu^Flls in the d^Crive way, and she ^Ffell ^Gto the g^Cround ^F And out steps a ^CCaptain where her boy used to stan^Gd He said "Mom^C I'm follo^Gwing orders ^Cfrom all of y^Gour letters And ^FI've come h^Gome ag^Amain." He ran in to ^Ghold ^Cher d^Amropped all his ^Gbags on the fl^Amoor Holding ^Fall of her ^Gletters from ^Cwar Bring him ^Gho^Cme Bring him ^Gho^Cme Bring him ^Gho^Cme