I'm writing this down in a trench, mom Don't scold if it isn't so neat The way that you did when I was a kid And I'd come home with mud on my feet
The captain just gave us our orders And Mom I will carry them through And 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 And she fought against tears in her eyes But they came unashamed 'cause there was no name And she knew that her soldier had died
And then she knelt down by her bedside And she prayed, Lord above hear my plea Protect all the soldiers 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 The way that you did when I was a kid And I'd come home with mud on my feet