Letters Home (Aftermath)
Well, the men arrived as the sun began to setAnd they pulled a wooden crate 'bout six feet longI could read the news in their downcast eyesMy boy had passed awaySo I stepped inside'Cause there was nothin' left to say
Well, the men arrived as the sun began to setAnd they pulled a wooden crate 'bout six feet longI could read the news in their downcast eyesMy boy had passed awaySo I stepped inside'Cause there was nothin' left to say