Travelin' Soldier
by: Bruce Robison

the orginal singer and songwriter

B  E  B 4x

B
Two days past eighteen

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

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

He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care
  E                           B
I got no one to send a letter to
          A              E                B           
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you
G#m     E
I cried never gonna hold the hand of another guy
B
Too young for him they told her
F#
Waiting for the love of the travellin soldier
G#m
My love will never end
E
Waiting for the soldier to come back again
B                               F#
Never more to be alone when the letter says
                   B
My soldiers coming home
B
The letters came from an army camp

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

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

SOLO

B
One Friday night at a football game

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

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

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