Waiting on the sunrise, I've given up on sleep My only thoughts are with you all back home in Tennessee They're dug in on the hilltop, we got cover in the trees Between the two an open field that looks like hell to me And to my dearest wife I write Kiss our baby girls tonight Tomorrow's battle will not wait I don't see no other way I could see in the old house, not too long ago Every night slip back outside, happy just being home Come here, I'm calling reveling, I can see the sun It breaks my heart, we're kept apart, still fighting to be done And to my dearest wife I write Kiss our baby girls tonight Tomorrow's battle will not wait I don't see no other way My eyes have seen the glory The glory of the coming of the Lord And he is trampling at the vintage The vintage where the grapes of wrath are stored Now the sun is risen, you mean the world to me My thoughts must turn to work at hand, far from Tennessee They're dug in on the hilltop, we leave the cover of the trees We'll march across that open field that looks like hell to me And to my dearest wife I write Kiss our baby girls tonight Tomorrow's battle will not wait I don't see no other way We [?] we're spreading fire Hand in hand [?] We'll cross the field, lay all to waste I don't see no other way And to my dearest wife I write Kiss our baby girls tonight