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