[G/B]Two days past 18, he was waitin for a bus in his army greens
[C]sat down in a booth, at a cafe there
gave his o[G/B]rder to a girl with a bow in her hair
hes a little shy so she give him a smile
and he said would you mind sitting down for a while, and [C]talking
Im feeling a little [G/B]low
she said im [D]off in an hour and [C]I know where we can [G/B]go
[G/B]so they went down and they sat on the peir
he said I bet you got a boyfriend but I dont care
Ive [C]got noone, to send a letter [G/B]to
would you m[D]ind if I sent o[C]ne back here to y[G/B]ou'
[CHORUS]
[Em]I cried, n[C]ever gonna hold the hand of another guy,
[G/B]too young for him they told her
[D]waiting for the love of a travelling soldier
[Em]our love will never end, w[C]aiting for that soldier to come back again
[G/B]never gonna be alone
when the le[D]tter said, soldiers coming[G/B] home,
so the letters came from an army camp, in california then veitnam
and he told her of his heart, it might be love
and all of the things he was so scared of
he said when its getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sitting down at the pier
and I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
dont worry but I wont be able to write for a while
[CHORUS]
(half time)
one friday night at a football game
the lords prayer said and the anthem sang
and the man said folks, would you bow your heads
for a list of local veitnam vets
crying all alone under the stands
was a pickalo player in a marching band
and one name read, nobody really cared
except a pretty little girl, with a bow in her hair
[CHORUS X2]
[C]sat down in a booth, at a cafe there
gave his o[G/B]rder to a girl with a bow in her hair
hes a little shy so she give him a smile
and he said would you mind sitting down for a while, and [C]talking
Im feeling a little [G/B]low
she said im [D]off in an hour and [C]I know where we can [G/B]go
[G/B]so they went down and they sat on the peir
he said I bet you got a boyfriend but I dont care
Ive [C]got noone, to send a letter [G/B]to
would you m[D]ind if I sent o[C]ne back here to y[G/B]ou'
[CHORUS]
[Em]I cried, n[C]ever gonna hold the hand of another guy,
[G/B]too young for him they told her
[D]waiting for the love of a travelling soldier
[Em]our love will never end, w[C]aiting for that soldier to come back again
[G/B]never gonna be alone
when the le[D]tter said, soldiers coming[G/B] home,
so the letters came from an army camp, in california then veitnam
and he told her of his heart, it might be love
and all of the things he was so scared of
he said when its getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sitting down at the pier
and I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
dont worry but I wont be able to write for a while
[CHORUS]
(half time)
one friday night at a football game
the lords prayer said and the anthem sang
and the man said folks, would you bow your heads
for a list of local veitnam vets
crying all alone under the stands
was a pickalo player in a marching band
and one name read, nobody really cared
except a pretty little girl, with a bow in her hair
[CHORUS X2]
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