CORRECTAR LA LETRA
Letra : Travelin’ Soldier
Two days past eighteen
He was waiting for the bus in his army green
Sat down in a booth in a café there
Gave his order to the girl with the bow in her hair
He's a little shy, so she give him a smile
So he said, "Would you mind sittin' 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've got no one to send my letters 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
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
My love will never end, waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Nevermore to be alone
When the letter says her soldier's coming home
Well, the letters came from an army camp
In California, then Vietnam
He talked about his heart, it might be love
And all of the things he was so scared of
Said, "When it's getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
Now don't worry, but I won't be able to write for a while"
I cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him, they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
My love will never end, waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Nevermore to be alone
When the letter says her soldier's coming home
He's coming home
One Friday night at a football game
The Lord's prayer said and the anthem sang
A man said, "Folks, bow your heads
For the list of local Vietnam dead"
Crying all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and no one 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
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
My love will never end, waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Nevermore to be alone
When the letter says her soldier's coming home
He was waiting for the bus in his army green
Sat down in a booth in a café there
Gave his order to the girl with the bow in her hair
He's a little shy, so she give him a smile
So he said, "Would you mind sittin' 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've got no one to send my letters 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
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
My love will never end, waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Nevermore to be alone
When the letter says her soldier's coming home
Well, the letters came from an army camp
In California, then Vietnam
He talked about his heart, it might be love
And all of the things he was so scared of
Said, "When it's getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
Now don't worry, but I won't be able to write for a while"
I cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him, they told her
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
My love will never end, waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Nevermore to be alone
When the letter says her soldier's coming home
He's coming home
One Friday night at a football game
The Lord's prayer said and the anthem sang
A man said, "Folks, bow your heads
For the list of local Vietnam dead"
Crying all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and no one 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
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
My love will never end, waitin' for the soldier to come back again
Nevermore to be alone
When the letter says her soldier's coming home
