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Travelin' Soldier

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	Two days past eighteen he was waiting for the bus in his army greens.

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Sat	down at a booth in a cafe there,	gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair.

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	He's a little shy so she gives him a smile and he said "Would you mind

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Sittin' down for a while and	talking to me, I'm feeling a little	low?"

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She said "I'm	off in an hour and	I know where we can	go."

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	So they went down and they sat on the pier he said

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"I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care I've	got no one to send a letter	to.

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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 -

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	Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier:	Our love will never end!

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	Waitin' for the soldier to come back again:	Never more to be alone,

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	When the letters said, a soldiers coming	home.

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So the	letters came from an army camp, in California, then Vietnam.

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And he	told her of his heart, might be lovin' all	of this he was so scared of.

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	He said when things were getting kinda rough over here, I think of that day

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Sittin' down at the pier and I	close my eyes and see your pretty	smile

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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: Our love will never end!

Waitin' for the soldier to come back again: Never more to be alone,

When the letters said, a soldiers coming home.

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It was	friday night at a football game, the Lord's prayer said and the anthem sang.

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A	man said: "Folks, would you bow your head for a	list of local Vietnam dead?"

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	Cryin' all alone under the stands was a piccolo player in the marching band

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And	one name read and 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 -

Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier: Our love will never end!

Waitin' for the soldier to come back again: Never more to be alone,

When the letters said, a soldiers coming home.