Dixie Chicks - Travellin soldier

^GTwo days past 18 ^GHe was waiting for a bus in his army greens, ^CSat down at a booth, at a cafe there ^GGave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair

^GHe's a little shy, so she give him a smile, ^GAnd he said "Would you mind sitting down for a while, ^CAnd talking to me, I'm feeling a little ^Glow?"

^FShe said "I'm off in an h^Cour, and I know where we^G can go." G

^EmI cried ^CI'm never gonna hold the hand of another guy, ^G"too young, for him!" they told her ^DWaiting for the love of a travelling soldier, ^EmOur love will never end, ^CWaiting for the soldier to come back again, ^GNever more to be alone, ^DWhen the letter says " A soldier is coming ^GHome" G

^GSo the letters came from an army camp, ^GIn california, then Viet-Nam, ^CAnd he told her of his heart: He might be in love, ^GAnd all the things he was so scared of

^GHe said "When it's getting kinda rough over here, ^GI think of that day sitting down at the peir, ^CAnd I close my eyes, and see your pretty ^GSmile,

^FNow don't worry, but I won't be ^Cable to write for a ^Gwhile. G

^EmI cried ^CI'm never gonna hold the hand of another guy, ^G"too young, for him!" they told her ^DWaiting for the love of a travelling soldier, ^EmOur love will never end, ^CWaiting for the soldier to come back again, ^GNever more to be alone, ^DWhen the letter says " A soldier is coming ^GHome"

^GOne friday night at a football game, ^GThe lord's prayer said, and the anthem sang, ^CAnd a man said "Folk's, would you bow your head, ^GFor I list a local, Viet-Nam Dead

^GCrying all alone, under the stand, ^GWas a piccolo player in the marching band ^CAnd one name read, and nobody really ^Gcared,

^FBut a prettly little girl, ^Cwith a bow in her ^Ghair G

^EmI cried ^CI'm never gonna hold the hand of another guy, ^G"too young, for him!" they told her ^DWaiting for the love of a travelling soldier, ^EmOur love will never end, ^CWaiting for the soldier to come back again, ^GNever more to be alone, ^DWhen the letter says " A soldier is coming..." ^EmI cried, ^CNever gonna hold the hand of another guy, ^G"too young, for him!" they told her ^DWaiting for the love of a travelling soldier, ^EmOur love will never end, ^CWaiting for the soldier to come back again, ^GNever more to be alone, ^DWhen the letter says " A soldier is coming ^Ghome"