The Letter Words and Music by Paul Gaines © 2012 Young private James Davis sat writing his love The air all around carried the odors of war Its over he tells her it’s the end of my tour As I write this letter I’ve just three days more In an ambush evening fighting for his life Jimmy jumped up and charged on alone His body was riddle but his squad move on In his pocket the letter he’d never sent home The letter said I sure miss your smile I’ll be there with you in just a short while I can’t wait to take you in my arms again When I make it home all this waiting will end Young Jenny Ann Davis sat home all alone When the uniformed soldiers knocked at her door Her Jimmy had died a hero they say But for Jenny her Jimmy was a casualty of war In solitude and silence she knelt down to pray Asking for the strength to go on alone Her faith told her Jimmy’s waiting on the other side So she sat down to write him a letter of her own The letter said I sure miss your smile Soon I’ll be with you it’s been a long while I can’t wait to hold you in my arms once again When I pass through that door this waiting will end