waiting on june
Singer:holly williams
she was from north louisiana in the town of mer rouge
i fell in love in a week or two
it didn't take long to love a girl like that
we were barely ten in the cotton fields
playing horseshoe with the colored kids
she grabbed a baseball bat
i hope she comes to see me
i can't take this feeling
i pray to god she'll love me one of these days
i hope i find my way waiting on june
i went off in '42 to fight those boys and pay my dues
her wallet picture kept my spirits high
charley boy died in my arms
it soaked her wallet picture that cold night
well i told my best friend charley i would kiss his girl goodbye
he made me promise i'd go home and make miss june my wife
shaking like a drunk old fool
i hopped off of that plane
and i ran home to ask her in the rain
in her faded summer dress
and she lit up the moment i pulled out that silver band
well we married at the methodist church
found a big white cow and a piece of dirt
with pecan trees to build our homestead on
our tiny house was a sanctuary
laughter filled those rooms all day long
she's putting on her makeup
she's trying to get her hair curled
you walk on down to sunday school
well time flew by like they said it would
yeah the kids grew fast and the farm did good
mrs. bertha made our supper everyday
at noon that silver bell would ring
we'd all say grace and dig on in
we always ate together in those days
one by one those kids went off and found a love of their own
there's nothing like the joy i knew when they brought their babies home
we'd play all day in the cotton fields with the dogs i raised up right
and end in grandma's kitchen every night
honey don't burn the bacon
she turns that fork so slow
and we all had to sit there 'til the last bite was no more
we were slower than we used to be
the nursing home told june and me
that we'd have separate rooms side by side
oh what i'd give for one more night of sleeping with my wife
since '45 i've touched her skin in the middle of the night
so i'm lyin' in this single bed until they cut the lights
that's when she'll sneak in and i'll be fine
i'll hold her hand so tight
it's bittersweet when love grows old and you really miss your wife
well they buried me last tuesday morn
i closed my eyes and quickly went away
but the angels let me see her everyday
that's the story of my life
cause me and jesus are standing here 'til she walks through that light
i'm still waiting on june
i'm always waiting on june. no more waiting on june.