Part 02: Dene Barrett Fry letters, 17th May 1915-16 April 1917 - Page 130

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[Page 130]

France
15th Dec.

My dearest Mother

Theres a little song which is a great favourite with the boys here, it goes
My home in Tennersee,
Just try & picture me,
Right on my mother's knee,
She thinks the world of me.
All I can think of to night,
Are Is the fields of snowy white,
Banjos ringing, darkies singing,
All the world seems bright.
Red roses round the door,
Make me love mother more,
I'll see my sweetheart Flo,
And friends I used to know,
They'll be right there to greet me,
Just imagine how they'll greet me,
When I get back, when I get back,
To my home in Tennersee!

Well, the first time I heard that song

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