#Artist: Bruce Robison & Kelly Willis
#Title: Travelin Soldier
#Released: May 2003
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# Bruce Robison & Kelly Willis - Travelin Soldier
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#(verse 1)
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[A]Two days past eighteen,
He was waiting for the bus in his army greens,
Sat dow[D]n in a booth in a cafe there,
[A]Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair,
[A]He's a little shy so she gave him a smile,
[A]So he said would you mind sitting down for a while,
And talk[D]ing to me , I'm feeling a little low[A],
(verse 2)
She said I'm off in a[G]n hour, And I [D]know where we can g[A]o,
[A]So they went down and they sat on the pier,
[A]He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care,
I g[D]ot no one to send a letter t[A]o,
[G]Would you mind if I sent o[D]ne back here to y[A]ou,
(chorus)
[F#m]I cried n[D]ever gonna hold the hand of another g[A]uy,
[A]Too young for him they told her,
[E7]Waiting for the love of the travellin soldier,
[F#m]My love will never end,
[D]Waiting for the soldier to come back again,
[A]Never more to be alone when the letter sa[E7]ys,
My soldiers coming ho[A]me,
(verse 3)
[A]Well the letters came from an army camp,
In California and Viet Nam,
He told her of his heart and it might be love,
And all of the things he was so scared of,
He said when it's getting kinda tough over here,
I think of that day sitting down at the pier,
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile,
Don't worry but, I won't be able to write for awhile,
(chorus)
[F#m]I cried [D]never gonna hold the hand of another gu[A]y,
Too young for him they told her,
[E7]Waiting for the love of the travellin soldier,
[F#m]Our love will never end,
[D]Waiting for the soldier to come back aga[A]in,
Never more to be alone when the l[E7]etter says,
My soldiers coming home[A],
(Lead chords A - D - A - D - A - G - D - A )
(verse 4 )
[A]One Friday night at a football game,
The lords prayer said and the anthem sang,
The man [D]said, Folks would you bow your head,
For the l[A]ist of local Viet-Nam dead,
[A]Crying all alone under the stands,
Was the picolo player in the marching band,
And one n[D]ame read nobody really car[A]ed,
But a pre[G]tty little girl with a[D] bow in her ha[A]ir,
(chorus)
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,
My soldiers coming home,
#Title: Travelin Soldier
#Released: May 2003
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# Bruce Robison & Kelly Willis - Travelin Soldier
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--->(Capo on 2nd Fret)<---
#
# (There is no intro in this version)
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#(verse 1)
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[A]Two days past eighteen,
He was waiting for the bus in his army greens,
Sat dow[D]n in a booth in a cafe there,
[A]Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair,
[A]He's a little shy so she gave him a smile,
[A]So he said would you mind sitting down for a while,
And talk[D]ing to me , I'm feeling a little low[A],
(verse 2)
She said I'm off in a[G]n hour, And I [D]know where we can g[A]o,
[A]So they went down and they sat on the pier,
[A]He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care,
I g[D]ot no one to send a letter t[A]o,
[G]Would you mind if I sent o[D]ne back here to y[A]ou,
(chorus)
[F#m]I cried n[D]ever gonna hold the hand of another g[A]uy,
[A]Too young for him they told her,
[E7]Waiting for the love of the travellin soldier,
[F#m]My love will never end,
[D]Waiting for the soldier to come back again,
[A]Never more to be alone when the letter sa[E7]ys,
My soldiers coming ho[A]me,
(verse 3)
[A]Well the letters came from an army camp,
In California and Viet Nam,
He told her of his heart and it might be love,
And all of the things he was so scared of,
He said when it's getting kinda tough over here,
I think of that day sitting down at the pier,
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile,
Don't worry but, I won't be able to write for awhile,
(chorus)
[F#m]I cried [D]never gonna hold the hand of another gu[A]y,
Too young for him they told her,
[E7]Waiting for the love of the travellin soldier,
[F#m]Our love will never end,
[D]Waiting for the soldier to come back aga[A]in,
Never more to be alone when the l[E7]etter says,
My soldiers coming home[A],
(Lead chords A - D - A - D - A - G - D - A )
(verse 4 )
[A]One Friday night at a football game,
The lords prayer said and the anthem sang,
The man [D]said, Folks would you bow your head,
For the l[A]ist of local Viet-Nam dead,
[A]Crying all alone under the stands,
Was the picolo player in the marching band,
And one n[D]ame read nobody really car[A]ed,
But a pre[G]tty little girl with a[D] bow in her ha[A]ir,
(chorus)
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,
My soldiers coming home,
