Two days past 18, he was waitin for a bus in his army greens
sat down in a booth, at a cafe there
gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair
hes a little shy so she give him a smile
and he said would you mind sitting down for a while, and talking
Im feeling a little low
she said im off in an hour and I know where we can go
so they went down and they sat on the peir
he said I bet you got a boyfriend but I dont care
Ive got noone, to send a letter to
would you mind if I sent one back here to you?
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I cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy,
too young for him they told her
waiting for the love of a travelling soldier
our love will never end, waiting for that soldier to come back again
never gonna be alone
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
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(half time)
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 vets
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
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