(verse)
It ain't natural for a delta man,
To be surrounded by all this sand,
To fear the echoes of live rounds,
To never sleep when the sun goes down,
(Bridge)
So I'm writing you this letter,
To say I miss you more than ever and to promise you this,
WHEN I make it back to Memphis,
I'm gonna take you in my arms,
And never let you go,
And girl I promise you a kiss,
For every day we've missed,
'Til I make it back to Memphis,
(verse)
She reads his letters everyday,
Then she puts them all away,
Next to his medal and a flag,
That she would gladly give back,
If it would bring him back to Memphis,
So he could take her in his arms,
And never let her go,
Cause he promised her a kiss,
For every day they've missed,
'Til he made it back to Memphis,
If he could only make it back to Memphis,
Back to Memphis
Back to Memphis