Jeremiah Songtext
von Rod Picott

Your picture is in the paper
With a couple quotes from someone I don′t know
They gotta say something I guess
When soldiers don't come home
They say you died out in the desert
With a name I can′t pronounce
I can't remember if I said I loved you
But that don't matter now

Sisters cry and dads can′t speak
Girls like me sleep alone
A mother′s work is never done
When soldiers don't come home


The flowers are gone now
Just one left in the scrapbook
And the petals keep coming off
I gotta find somewhere else to keep it
Before it all gets lost
I′ll tell your boy all about you
Just like you he's gonna be tall
You were a good man Jeremiah
I′m gonna try to remember it all

Sisters cry and dads can't speak
Girls like me sleep alone
A mother′s work is never done
When soldiers don't come home

A gold star, what's that mean
Hanging in a window frame
Stars belong up in the sky
Well maybe that′s the reason

Sisters cry and dads can′t speak
Girls like me sleep alone
A mother's work is never done
When soldiers don′t come home

When soldiers don't come home