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travelin soldier Dixie Chicks
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Today he has past 18,
He's waiting for the bus in his army greens.
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Sat down in a booth at a cafe there,
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Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair.
He's a little shy so she gave him a smile,
And he said "Would you mind sitting down for a while,
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And talking to me, I'm feeling a little low."
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She said "I'm off in an hour, and I know where we can go."
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So they went down and they sat on the pier,
He said "I bet you've got a boyfriend, but I don't care,
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I've got no-one to send a letter to.
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Would you mind if I sent one back here to you?"
F#m D A
I cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy,
Too young for him they told her,
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Waiting for the love of a travelling soldier.
F#m
Our love will never end,
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Waiting for the soldier to come back again,
Never more to be alone,
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When a letter says a soldier's coming home.
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So the letters came from an army camp from California,
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Then Vietnam, and he told her of his heart,
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It might be love, and all of the things he was so scared of.
He said "When it's gettin' kinda rough over here,
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier,
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And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile.
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Don't worry, but I won't be able to write for a while."
F#m D A
I cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy.
Too young for him they told her,
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Waiting for the love of a travelling soldier.
F#m
Our love will never end,
D A
Waiting for the soldier to come back again.
Never more to be alone,
E A
When the letter says a soldier's coming home.
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INSTRUMENTAL
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One Friday night at a football game,
The Lord's Prayer said, and the anthem sang,
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A man said "Folks, would you bow your heads,
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For a list of local Vietnam dead."
Crying all alone under the stands,
Was the Piccolo player and the marching band,
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And one name ready, and nobody really cares,
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But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair.
F#m D A
I cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy.
Too young for him they told her,
E
Waiting for the love of a travelling soldier.
F#m
Our love will never end,
D A
Waiting for the soldier to come back again.
Never more to be alone,
E A D A
When the letter says the soldier's coming home.
F#m D A
I cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy.
Too young for him they told her,
E
Waiting for the love of a travelling soldier.
F#m
Our love will never end,
D A
Waiting for the soldier to come back again.
Never more to be alone,
E A D A
When the letter says the soldier's coming home.