LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeTravelin’ Soldier
ATwo days past eighteenHe was waitin' for the bus in his army greensSat down in a booth at a cafe thereAGave his order to the girl with a bow in her hairHe's a little shy so she gave him a smileSo he said would you mind sittin' down for a whileAnd talkin' to me I'm feelin' a little lowShe said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can goASo they went down and they sat on the pierHe said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't careI've got no one to send a letter toWould you mind if I sent one back here to you?I cried[Refrão]Never gonna hold the hand of another guyAToo young for him they told herWaitin' for the love of the travelin' soldierOur love will never endWaitin' for the soldier to come back againANever more to be alone[Próxima Parte]When the letter says a soldier's coming homeASo the letters cameFrom an army campIn California then VietnamAnd he told his heartIt might be loveAAnd all of the things he was so scared ofSaid when it's gettin kinda rough over hereI think about that day sittin' down at the pierAnd close my eyes and see your pretty smileNow don't worry but I won't be able to write for a whileI cried[Refrão] (repetir)[Próxima Parte]When the letter says a soldier's coming homeAOne Friday night at a football gameThe Lord's Prayer said and the anthem sangA man said folks would you bow your headsAFor the list of local Vietnam deadCryin' all alone under the standsWas the piccolo player in the marching bandAnd one name read and nobody really caredBut a pretty little girl with a bow in her hairI cried[Refrão] (repetir)[Próxima Parte]When the letter says a soldier's coming home (repete o refrão)
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