More songs by Chase Rice
Description
Producer, Mixing Engineer, Associated Performer: Oscar Charles
Associated Performer: Chase Rice
Mastering Engineer: Chris Henderson
Recording Engineer: Jordan Rigby
Associated Performer: Jonathan Sherwood
Associated Performer: Tori Allen
Associated Performer: Rob McNelley
Associated Performer: Elvie Shane
Composer, Lyricist: Oscar Charles
Composer, Lyricist: Chase Rice
Composer, Lyricist: Wyatt McCubbin
Lyrics and translation
Original
Harold met Berniece circa 1943
That bullet to the leg nearly took him, but it took him to her
He sure smiled when he came to, looking up into baby blues
She said, "Gunny you're lucky, it could've been a whole lot worse"
The next two months, it was making her laugh every time she walked by
By the time it was time to send him back, they didn't wanna say goodbye
So, he said
By the way, if you ever make it to Superior, Montana
My brother's band sure bangs around most Tuesday nights
Bet your boots I'll get you two stepping to WC Handy
I think you'd love it out west, think you might never leave my side
If we ever make it out of here alive
Harold wrote Berniece letters every day for weeks
'Til he could get back there to her when the fight died down
When that day finally came, they snuck around that German base
They only had four days, but, boy, did they make 'em count
Just four days wasn't near enough for the love they fell in
She longed to hear just the way he talked and to hear him say again
By the way, if you ever make it to Superior, Montana
My brother's band sure bangs around most Tuesday nights
Bet your boots I'll get you two stepping' to WC Handy
I think you'd love it out west, think we might have a knot to tie
If we ever make it out of here alive
Harold wrote Berniece, "If you don't hear from me
Thank you for making and changing and saving my life"
That's the last one that came in, down to her knees she went
With the news, she never got to tell him about that night
She went home with a broken heart and a baby bump that June
She took her time to heal her scars, but she knew what she had to do when she said
Wish you could see that we made it to Superior, Montana
Your brother's band sure sounded good last Tuesday night
He just turned two and looks like you, and although, he don't understand yet
The flowers on a cross and water from his mama's eyes
We just wanted you to know, we made it out of there alive
Harold met Berniece circa 1943
That bullet to the leg nearly took him, but it took him to her