Letter Home, 1914 (3:23)
Dear Jenny, I am so sorry I’m only writing today
But since my leaving I’ve been so lonely
I’ve found no words to say
My thoughts are only of Mary, I hope to hear from her soon
I only wish I’d more to bequeath, if I should never return
I hear, out in the trenches we’re drugged with whiskey and rum
If we were ever to come to our senses, we’d never carry a gun
Because of the drink, I hardly remember
Telling my loved ones goodbye
I only know, when I was sober, all I could do was cry
Dear sister, if I should ever come home, lose or win
I swear that I will never go soldiering again
I’ll save for a home, if Mary will have me
And God should give us the chance
But now they say after Christmas they’re sending us to France
Dear sister, may you be well and may all your years be blessed
My Mary is silent, please, if you see her
Then tell her I wish her the best
All that I have, I leave it to you, so keep this letter near
Your brother John, Company D
Inniskilling Fusiliers
Your dear brother John, Company D
Inniskilling Fusiliers