(Rusty Tabor / T.W. Hale) It ain't natural for a delta man To be surrounded by all this sand To fear the echoes of live rounds And to never sleep when the sun goes down 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 I'll have to say I think we've done some good If I had to do it all again I know I would There's still a few shots every now and then But they say this thing is finally coming to an end So this might be my final letter I say the sooner the better cause I'm ready to come home 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 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 SHE'S STILL WAITING FOR A KISS FOR EVERY DAY THEY'VE MISSED 'TIL HE MADE IT BACK TO MEMPHIS BACK TO MEMPHIS