MY NAME IS ANNA LEE
I LIVE IN ALABAMA
I WATCH THE EVENINGS AND THE MORNINGS GO
IT’S BEEN A HUNDRED YEARS
SINCE ARMS HAVE HELD ME
ONE DAY MY SOLDIER WILL BE BACK, I KNOW
I KEEP ON WAITING FOR YOU
I WON’T BELIEVE THAT IT’S TRUE
I CAN’T LEAVE HERE ALONE
SO MANY TEARS THAT I’VE CRIED
I CAN’T FIND THE OTHER SIDE
THROUGH THESE HALLS I WILL ROAM
‘TIL YOU COME BACK HOME
I BEGGED YOU NOT TO GO
FIGHT FOR YOUR COUNTRY
YOU SPILLED YOUR REBEL BLOOD TO SPITE YOUR SOUL
THEY TOOK OUR FUTURE
NOW THERE’S JUST MEMORIES
AND THERE’S NO PLACE FOR MY SOUL TO GO
I WATCH THESE FAMILIES
AS THEY GROW OLDER
I SING TO THEIR BABIES AS THEY FALL ASLEEP
THEY’VE SEEN OUR PICTURES
IN FADED HISTORIES
THEY CAN’T SEE ME BUT THEY HEAR ME WEEP
