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Andrea Grody - A Letter From Harrys Mother Lyrics

[PHOEBE BURN, spoken]
Dear Harry

[PHOEBE BURN]
I've never sent a telegram before
I drove all the way to town in a downpour
So I sure hope this reaches you in time for your vote today
I'm real proud you hold that office
And son, there's something I must say

Your father gave his life in the Great War three years ago
And oh, I'll be kicked out of McMinn County for saying so
I hate this President for making him go
And I wish I'd had the right to vote him out
Now I know I'm just an old farmer's widow milking cows in Tennessee
But I read the paper and I've seen the women marching to be free
They made me think that maybe
I could hop a train to Washington, D.C. and march too
Only I was home, raising you
So I did my best to teach you what I knew

Now your own little girlie's nearly three
What do you want her future to be?
Vote aye for her, my son
Let your mama know she raised a good one
And oh, I made that meatloaf you like
So come on home when you're done
[SPEAKER, spoken]
Burn! Burn! For Christ's sake, Burn!

[HARRY BURN, spoken]
Aye

[ALICE, spoken]
We did it?

[PHOEBE BURN]
With lots of love
Mama