Two days past eighteen, he was waitin' for the bus
in his army greens Sat down in a booth at a
café there gave his order to the girl with
a bow in her hair He's a little shy so she gave
him a smile so he said would you mind sittin' down
for a while And talkin' to me I'm feelin' 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, he said I bet you got a boyfriend but I
don't care I've 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 Waitin' for the
love of the travelin' soldier our love will never
end Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
never more to be alone When the letter says a
soldier's coming home. So the letters came from an
army camp in California then Vietnam and he told
his heart "it might be love" and all of
the things he was so scared of Said when it's
gettin kinda tough over here I think about that
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see your pretty smile, now don't worry but I won't
be able to write for a while. I cried, never gonna
hold the hand of another guy, too young for him
they told her Waitin' for the love of the
travelin' soldier our love will never end Waitin'
for the soldier to come back again never more to
be alone When the letter says a soldier's coming
home. One Friday night at a football game, the
Lord's Prayer said and the anthem sang A man said
folks would you bow your heads for the list of
local Vietnam dead Cryin' all alone under the
stands was the piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and no one 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 Waitin' for the
love of the travelin' soldier our love will never
end Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
never more to be alone When the letter says a
soldier's coming home...