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Intro: B  D  A
or you can play A, D, F#m, then C7
which ever you choose will sound good

A
Two days past eighteen

He was waiting for the bus in his army greens
       D
Sat down in a booth in a cafe there
A
Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair
A
He's a little shy so she gave him a smile

So he said would you mind sitting down for a while
        D
And talking to me
                          A
I'm feeling a little low
                     G
She said I'm off in an hour
        D                               A
And I know where we can go
A
So they went down and they sat on the pier

He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care
   D                                     A
I got no one to send a letter to
G                          D                      A
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you
F#m    D
I cried never gonna hold the hand of another guy
A
Too young for him they told her

C7
Waiting for the love of the travellin soldier
F#m
My love will never end

D
Waiting for the soldier to come back again
A                                                 C7
Never more to be alone when the letter says
                               A
My soldiers coming home
A
The letters came from an army camp

In California and Viet Nam
      D
He told her of his heart and it might be love
        A
And all of the things he was so scared of
A
He said when it's getting kinda rough over here

I think of that day sitting down at the pier
          D                                                  A
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
          G
Don't worry but
                 D                       A
I won't be able to write for awhile
F#m    D
I cried never gonna hold the hand of another guy
A
Too young for him they told her
C7
Waiting for the love of the travellin soldier
F#m
My love will never end
D
Waiting for the soldier to come back again
A                                                   C7
Never more to be alone when the letter says
                                 A
My soldiers coming home

SOLO

A
One Friday night at a football game

The lords prayer said and the anthem sang
        D
The man said

Folks would you bow your head
             A
For the list of local Viet Name dead
A
Crying all alone under the stands

Was the picolo player in the marching band

         D                                            A
And one name read nobody really cared
         G                                 D                A
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair
F#m    D
I cried never gonna hold the hand of another guy
A
Too young for him they told her
C7
Waiting for the love of the travellin soldier
F#m
My love will never end
D
Waiting for the soldier to come back again
A                                                   C7
Never more to be alone when the letter says

My soldiers coming
                                 A
My soldiers coming home.