I'm Going to Write Home

Johnny Jones got very lonesome
When he went away
Mary Smith was right there with him
And she heard him say

When I need you most
And I feel you close
Darling just supposing I do
I'll write right home to you

If I can't caress you
Why heaven bless you
I guess you know what I'll do
I'll write right home to you

In dreams I see you always near to me
Everywhere that I may roam
So promise me to shun that apple tree
Till I come marching home

And until that day
If I'm asked to stray
From the straight and narrow and true
I'll write right home to you

And until that day
If I'm asked to stray
From the straight and narrow and true
I'll write right home to you