EVEN SOLDIERS NEED TO CRY

Dear Captain Johnson,

I hope my letter finds you well

So much has changed since you've been gone

I saw your Wife at the park today

She takes your Son there to play

You'd be so proud of her

For being strong

But without you...

It's hard

I know that your first year there

Was the roughest on her

Not knowing what you would

Have to face

We sure were glad when the baby came

The cute little guy who bears your name

I'm sure that was hard for you so far away

But you're missed Sir

Missed here everyday

~~~*Chorus*~~~

So tell me Captain Johnson

Just lay it on the line

Don't lie and tell me

Everything is fine

If there's anything that I can do

To help you bear the ugly truth

Here I am

My shoulder's open wide

Even Soldiers need to cry

~~*~~

You know,

I've listened to the worst stories imagined

Being a Pastor all these years

I know that Soldiers talk to each other

But if you need an outlet

I am here

 I heard your best friend died in June

I can't imagine what that did to you

His family called your Wife

And we all prayed

Oh we pray Sir

We pray everyday

~~~*Chorus*~~~

So tell me Captain Johnson

Just lay it on the line

Don't lie and tell me

Everything is fine

If there's anything that I can do

To help you bear the ugly truth

Here I am

My shoulder's open wide

Even Soldiers need to cry

~~*~~

Last Year, in October,

I thought you'd be coming home

Your Wife told me no

It's not that way

Of the thousands of men

On their way to U S soil

You were one of the Soldiers who stayed

She broke down telling me the news

Then cried because she's proud of you

Said she just wants to be back in your arms

That without you

Everything too hard

~~~*Lyrical Bridge*~~~

Don't know how long you'll have to stay

I know you're tough, and true, and brave

But I believe God wanted me to write...

I'm here Sir..

For you anytime..

Even Soldiers need to cry

~~*~~

~~~*Chorus*~~~
So tell me Captain Johnson
Just lay it on the line
Don't lie and tell me
Everything is fine
If there's anything that I can do
To help you bear the ugly truth
Here I am
My shoulder's open wide
Even Soldiers need to cry
~~*~~

Teresa Lynn  Johnson

Wrdspnr@aol.com
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