Month Full Of Sundays

Yesterday, December 7th, 1941
 A date which will live in infamy
 The United States of America was suddenly and deliberately attacked
 By Naval and Air Forces of the Empire of Japan
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 He got word the 13th day of January 1942
 When his country came a-calling he, he knew what he had to do
 So dressed in white he left port aboard the USS Arizona
 And left his wife and his baby girl high in the hills of North Carolina
 He said, "I don't know how long I'll be
 But you know that I always find a way
 I hope that y'all don't worry about me
 Because I'll be home in a month full of Sundays"
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 Well the days grew long and the nights grew cold
 Without any word from the outside world
 Every night he'd close his eyes and see Caroline
 His newborn baby girl
 Then visions of Elizabeth, her golden hair glistening in the sun
 And every night he'd lie awake and scream:
 "Lord, what has Roosevelt gone and done?"
 He said, "I don't know how long I'll be
 But I know that you always find a way
 And I hope they don't worry about me
 And Lord, get me home in a month full of Sundays"
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 Well after two long years aboard the deck of the USS Arizona
 He went and got his papers
 And was headed west to a port in Pensacola
 When his greyhound crunched to a stop on the solid
 Ground of western North Carolina
 His wife and his baby girl were waiting there to take him home
 Boys take him home
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 Oh take him back down the old dirt road
 Where his grandpa used to plow before the Great War
 Oh I'll take him back down the holler
 That leads up by old man William's general store
 I said take him back down to the big tall pine
 Where him and Elizabeth pledged their love
 Take him back down, take him back down
 And take him back down to the place that he calls home
 He said, "I didn't know how long I'd be
 But I knew that I'd always find a way
 And I hope y'all didn't worry about me
 Because I got home in a month full of Sundays"