Written by Vance Bulla/Zeb Vance Bulla/Peter Cotton
C A word or two to Mary, please F write a letter for C me, That's what my buddy said to G7 me to- C -day; I couldn't keep from cryin', sad F eyes are lookin' at C me, He said I'll tell you G7 what I wanted to C say. Chorus: Oh, I don't mind dyin', I just F hate to leave you C alone, And I wish that I could watch the children G7 grow; But there's C no use denyin' I F I won't be comin' C back home, Just a word or two to G7 you before I C go. Down on my knees beside him I F begged my buddy to C live, I told the Lord to please take G7 me in- C -stead; But a word or two to Mary was F all my buddy could C give, And just these words were G7 all your husband C said. Chorus A word or two to Mary, I F must add some of my C own, He was the truest friend G7 I ever C had; I'll keep writing letters to her, F help the children C along, Tell them in a way G7 that it's from their C Dad. He didn't mind dyin'. he just F hated to leave you C alone, And he wished that he could see his G7 children C grow; I'll be standing by them, as I F know he'd want me C to, And write a word or two to G7 Mary as they C grow. And write a word or two to G7 Mary as they C grow. ************************