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Dixie Chicks - Travelin' Soldier
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
And 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 day sittin' down at the pier
And close my eyes and see your pretty smile
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
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
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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
And 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 day sittin' down at the pier
And close my eyes and see your pretty smile
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
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
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[ti:Travelin' Soldier] [ar:Dixie Chicks] [al:Home] [by:Van] [00:00.00]Dixie Chicks - Travelin' Soldier [00:00.60] [00:01.11]Two days past eighteen [00:03.64]He was waitin' for the bus in his army greens [00:06.86]Sat down in a booth at a café there [00:10.18]Gave his order to the girl with a bow in her hair [00:13.77]He's a little shy so she gave him a smile [00:16.83]And he said would you mind sittin' down for a while [00:20.00]And talkin' to me I'm feelin' a little low [00:26.35]She said I'm off in an hour [00:28.15]And I know where we can go [00:31.66] [00:36.55]So they went down and they sat on the pier [00:39.54]He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care [00:42.94]I've got no one to send a letter to [00:49.45]Would you mind if I sent one back here to you? [00:55.96] [04:10.37][03:43.76][02:02.46][00:56.78]I cried [04:12.82][03:46.71][02:05.20][00:59.75]Never gonna hold the hand of another guy [04:16.67][03:50.55][02:08.97][01:03.63]Too young for him they told her [04:19.28][03:53.18][02:11.55][01:06.32]Waitin' for the love of the travelin' soldier [04:23.01][03:56.90][02:15.43][01:09.48]Our love will never end [04:25.85][03:59.64][02:18.22][01:12.67]Waitin' for the soldier to come back again [04:29.68][04:03.46][02:22.10][01:16.59]Never more to be alone [04:31.93][04:05.71][02:24.30][01:18.84]When the letter says a soldier's coming home [01:26.01] [01:28.80]So the letters came [01:30.11]From an army camp [01:32.06]In California then Vietnam [01:35.20]And he told his heart [01:37.34]It might be love [01:38.60]And all of the things he was so scared of [01:42.20]Said when it's gettin kinda tough over here [01:45.32]I think about that day sittin' down at the pier [01:48.50]And close my eyes and see your pretty smile [01:54.76]Don't worry [01:55.95]But I won't be able to write for a while [02:02.04] [02:30.10] (Martie's fiddle break - Emily's dobro break) [03:06.99]One Friday night at a football game [03:10.54]The Lord's Prayer said and the anthem sang [03:13.72]A man said folks would you bow your heads [03:16.84]For the list of local Vietnam dead [03:21.71] [03:23.57]Cryin' all alone under the stands [03:26.63]Was the piccolo player in the marching band [03:29.91]And one name read and no one really cared [03:36.37]But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair [04:41.78] [04:55.96] [05:33.99]↑↑END↑↑
