(Rusty Tabor / T.W. Hale)



It ain't natural for a delta man

To be surrounded by all this sand

To fear the echoes of live rounds

And to never sleep when the sun goes down

So I'm writing you this letter

To say I miss you more than ever and to promise you this



WHEN I MAKE IT BACK TO MEMPHIS

I'M GONNA TAKE YOU IN MY ARMS

AND NEVER LET YOU GO

AND GIRL I PROMISE YOU A KISS

FOR EVERY DAY WE'VE MISSED

'TIL I MAKE IT BACK TO MEMPHIS



I'll have to say I think we've done some good

If I had to do it all again I know I would

There's still a few shots every now and then

But they say this thing is finally coming to an end

So this might be my final letter

I say the sooner the better cause I'm ready to come home



WHEN I MAKE IT BACK TO MEMPHIS

I'M GONNA TAKE YOU IN MY ARMS

AND NEVER LET YOU GO

AND GIRL I PROMISE YOU A KISS

FOR EVERY DAY WE'VE MISSED

'TIL I MAKE IT BACK TO MEMPHIS



She reads his letters everyday, then she puts them all away

Next to his medal and a flag, that she would gladly give back



IF IT WOULD BRING HIM BACK TO MEMPHIS

SO HE COULD TAKE HER IN HIS ARMS

AND NEVER LET HER GO

CAUSE SHE'S STILL WAITING FOR A KISS

FOR EVERY DAY THEY'VE MISSED

'TIL HE MADE IT BACK TO MEMPHIS



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