640 Battlefield Dr.

Two young men and their mother
Hugging in the porch light
The sun is barely coming up
For two young soldiers waiting on a bus

Dave's just like his daddy was
He loves a good fight
Jon's just like his mama
He does what he thinks is right

And their mama
She's the strength in their hearts
She waits until they drive away
Then she falls apart

It's just like any other Sunday morning
Most of the world is still asleep
Everybody's got their own idea what war is
But to her
It is a battle she'll fight on her knees
She prayed her baby boys would be alright
Till there's peace on earth
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She knew what the letter said
So she didn't open it
Your country and your president
Sincerely regret to inform you
Your sons aren't coming home
There will always be two empty chairs where they belong

It's just like any other Sunday morning
Most of the world is still asleep
Everybody's got their own idea what war is
But to her
It is a battle she fought on her knees
She prayed her baby boys would be alright
Till there's peace on earth
At 640 Battlefield Drive

She finally picked the letter up
In her trembling hands
The words she read were bittersweet
And through her tears
It said

Your Jonathan will receive the purple heart
He'll be released on Monday
He's been honorably discharged
David gave the greatest sacrifice
We'll mail his things
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