Free b-side to "Any Port in a Storm."
Send me postcards of Georgia towns.
Write me home from the front.
Tell me tales of Southern girls
and how it feels to fire a gun.
You left home five years ago
in your blue uniform.
Your medals they are all tarnished now,
and your ribbons are tattered and torn.
And on my birthday please raise a glass for me,
raise a glass when I go.
And on my saint's day, please say a prayer for me.
Say my name, whisper low.
Father shuffles so aimless now.
and mom's lost the key to your room.
And me, oh brother, I'm like a ghost
haunting some other's tomb.
Fifty years have come and went
and in my dreams you're the same.
Nights I wake up all soaked in sweat
and I cannot remember your name.
released February 17, 2014
Guitars, Vocals: Ross Etherton
Bass Guitar: Jeremy Ziehe
Drums, Rhodes: Trevor Morris
Recorded by Trevor Morris at the Furnace Room.
Mastered by Dan Utter at What? Mastering.
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