A = x02220 D = xx0232
G = 320003 F#m = 244222
E = 022100
CAPO 2nd FRET
A change to G = 320003 D change to C = x32010
G change to F = 133211 F#m change to Em = 022000
E change to D = xx0232
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G
Two days past 18,
He's waiting for the bus in his army greens.
C
Sat down in a booth at a cafe there,
G
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,
C G
And talking to me, I'm feeling a little low."
F C G
She said "I'm off in an hour, and I know where we can go."
G
So they went down and they sat on the pier,
He said "I bet you've got a boyfriend, but I don't care,
C G
I've got no-one to send a letter to.
F C G
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you?"
EM D C G
How I cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy,
Too young for him they told her,
D
Waiting for the love of a traveling soldier.
EM D
Our love will never end,
C G
Waiting for the soldier to come back again,
Never more to be alone,
D G
When a letter says a soldier's coming home.
G
So the letters came from an army camp in California,
C
Then Vietnam, and he told her of his heart,
G
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,
C G
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile.
F C G
Don't worry, but I won't be able to write for a while."
EM D C G
How I cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy.
Too young for him they told her,
D
Waiting for the love of a traveling soldier.
EM D
Our love will never end,
C G
Waiting for the soldier to come back again.
Never more to be alone,
D G
When the letter says a soldier's coming home.
G C G C G F C G
INSTRUMENTAL
G
One Friday night at a football game,
The Lord's Prayer said, and the anthem sang,
C
A man said "Folks, would you bow your heads,
G
For a list of local Vietnam dead."
Crying all alone under the stands,
Was the Piccolo player and the marching band,
C G
And one name ready, and nobody really cares,
F C G
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair.
EM D C G
How I cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy.
Too young for him they told her,
D
Waiting for the love of a traveling soldier.
EM D
Our love will never end,
C G
Waiting for the soldier to come back again.
Never more to be alone,
D G C G
When the letter says the soldier's coming home.
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