Travelin’ Soldier – (ver . 2)

Two days past eighteen

Sat down in a booth in a cafe there

Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair

He’s a little shy so she gave him a smile

And talking to me

I’m feeling a little low

She said I’m off in an hour

And I know where we can go

So they went down and they sat on the pier

I got no one to send a letter to

Would you mind if I sent one back here to you

I cried never gonna hold the hand of another guy

Too young for him they told her

Waiting for the love of the travellin soldier

My love will never end

Waiting for the soldier to come back again

Never more to be alone when the letter says

My soldiers coming home

The letters came from an army camp

He told her of his heart It might be love

And all of the things he was so scared of

He said when it’s getting kinda tough over here

And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile

Don’t worry but

I won’t be able to write for awhile

One Friday night at a football game

The man said

For the list of local Viet Name dead *(pause)*

Crying all alone under the stands

And one name read nobody really cared

But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair

I cried never gonna hold the hand of another guy

Too young for him they told her

Waiting for the love of the travellin soldier

My love will never end

Waiting for the soldier to come back again

Never more to be alone when the letter says

My soldiers coming home