Her letters gave me purpose,
  Her letters gave me pride
  Armies far across the ocean
  Guns and letters by our side
  It was someone else's homeland
  It was someone else's war
  But at the line of the 38th parallel
  It was her I fought them for
  
  Her victory garden grew from weeds and from stone
  I smelled those flowers in my sleep
  The day I left as we were standing alone
  She swore to me those dreams would keep
  
  And the bells of St. James were ringing
  The bells of St. James were ringing down
  Lifting the eyes of those homeward bound
  
  I don't remember when those words changed
  Like Kansas summer turns to fall
  But she quit talking 'bout the future
  Never mentioned dreams at all
  
  I don't blame my enemies and I don't blame my wife
  For love fires that fleeted long ago
  But when she wrote me about this change in her life
  There was just one thing I had to know
  
  And the bells of St. James were ringing
  The bells of St. James were ringing down
  Lifting the eyes of those homeward bound