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Nhạc sĩ: Ernest Tubb, Redd Stewart
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I'm writing this down in the trench, MomDon't scold if it isn't so neatThe way that you did when I was a kidAnd I'd come home with mud on my feetThe captain just gave us our ordersAnd, Mom, we will carry them throughAnd I'll finish this letter the first chance I getBut for now I'll just say I love you¶¶Then the mother's old hands began to trembleAnd she fought against tears in her eyesBut they came unashamedFor there was no nameAnd she knew that her soldier had died¶¶¶¶¶¶The mother knelt down by her bedsideAnd she prayed, Lord above, hear my pleaAnd protect all the sons who are fighting tonightAnd, dear God, keep America free¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶
