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This song was originally made as a Creative presentation in history class, but after such good feedback from teachers and fellow students. I decided to give It a try and upload this song as the second release of My upcomming EP.

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The lyrics of the song is inspired by actual events of the Korean War, but the letter aspect is fiction.

Lyrics:

[Intro: President Truman speaks to the nation June 1950]
"The real threat to our security isn't the danger of bankruptcy,
it is the danger of communist aggression,
if communism is allowed to absorb the free nations one by one,
then we would be isolated from our sources of supply
and detached from our friends"

[Verse 1: Part 1: 1950]
Dear love,
I'm writing you this letter
Hoping everything soon will get better,
it seems like yesterday, when they took me away,
to participate in world war 2,
Now we all got extension of our duty,
we´re going to Korea, to help the south shootin´
Today is July 1st, 1950
I hope to see you soon baby,

[Verse 1: Part 2: 1950]
Dear Tom
I hope you get home soon,
I miss you every day I walk around in our room
at night I sit alone in the bathroom, crying
hoping you don't end up dying..
Please tell me how it is down there,
I heard Macarthur is down there to take care,
he is a war hero, he will get you through.
That's at least, the world's point of view.

[Verse 2: 1950]
Dear love,
don't be sitting up crying
everything is good, I'm not the one dying.
We Started off at the Pusan perimeter
then September 15th we had no limiter,
we outflanked them,
that was like the key cylinder
then we was on the move,
we fought good and took back Seoul
MacArthur god cocky and bombed a hole
at the Chinese side of the Yalu river
that even made, Truman shiver.

It's all like a game of risk, my love
now we just need some guidance from above
because the Chinese have entered the war,
and that might have opened hells doors.
Today is October 19th, 1950
I hope to see you soon baby.

[Verse 2: 1951]
Dear Tom
It's been almost 5 months now,
I haven't got a single letter, from then to now
you are starting to scare me,
baby are you okay,
don´t tell me, we will miss you at memorial day.

You got a son, a newborn child,
he needs his farther, more even now
so please hurry back,
you are his only dad
who could ask for more

(door knock sound) oh wait..... somebody's at the door..

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