G
Two days past 18, he was waitin for a bus in his army greens
C9
sat down in a booth, at a cafe there
          G    
gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair

hes a little shy so she give him a smile
                                                         C9
and he said would you mind sitting down for a while, and talking
                    G
Im feeling a little low
            D                  C9                G
she said im off in an hour and I know where we can go


G
so they went down and they sat on the peir

he said I bet you got a boyfriend but I dont care
    C9                        G
Ive got noone, to send a letter to
           D              C9              G
would you mind if I sent one back here to you?

(chorus)
Em        D
I cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy,
C9
too young for him they told her
G
waiting for the love of a travelling soldier
Em                        D   
our love will never end, waiting for that soldier to come back again
C9
never gonna be alone
           D                            G
when the letter said, soldiers coming home,


so the letters came from an army camp, in california then veitnam

and he told her of his heart, it might be love

and all of the things he was so scared of

he said when its getting kinda rough over here

I think of that day sitting down at the pier

and I close my eyes and see your pretty smile

dont worry but I wont be able to write for a while

(chorus)

(Softer Strumming)

one friday night at a football game

the lords prayer said and the anthem sang

and the man said folks, would you bow your heads 

for a list of local veitnam dead

crying all alone under the stands

was a pickalo player in a marching band

and one name read, nobody really cared

except a pretty little girl, with a bow in her hair

(chorus x2)