歌曲名 Travelin' Soldier (Made Popular By Dixie Chicks) [Vocal Version]

歌手名 Party Tyme Karaoke

作词：Bruce Robison

作曲：Bruce Robison

Two days past eighteen

He was waiting for the bus

In his army green

Sat down in a booth

In a cafe there

Gave his order to a girl

With a bow in her hair

He's a little shy

So she gives him a smile

And he said would you mind

Sitting down for a while

And talking to me

I'm feeling a little low

She said I'm off in an hour

And I know where we can go

So they went down

And they sat on the pier

He said I bet you got a boyfriend

But I don't care

I got no one to send a letter to

Would you mind

If I sent one back here to you

I cried

Never gonna hold the hand

Of another guy

Too young for him they told her

Waiting for the love of

A traveling soldier

Our love will never end

Waiting for the soldier

To come back again

Never more to be alone

When the letter said

A soldier's coming home

So the letters came from an army camp

In California then Vietnam

And he told her of his heart

It might be love and all of the things

He was so scared of

He said

When it's 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

Don't worry but

I won't be able to write for awhile

I cried

Never gonna hold the hand of another guy

Too young for him they told her

Waiting for the love of a traveling soldier

Our love will never end

Waiting for the soldier

To come back again

Never more to be alone

When the letter said

A soldier's coming home

One Friday night at a football game

The Lord's Prayer said

And the Anthem sang

A man said folks

Would you bow your heads

For a list of local Vietnam dead

Crying all alone under the stands

Was a piccolo player

In the marching band

And one name read

Nobody really cared

But a pretty little girl

With a bow in her hair

I cried

Never gonna hold the hand of another guy

Too young for him they told her

Waiting for the love of a traveling soldier

Our love will never end

Waiting for the soldier to come back again

Never more to be alone when the letter said

A soldier's coming home