Two days past eighteen

He was waiting for the bus in his army greens

Sat down at a booth at a cafe there

Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair

Hes a little shy so she gives hima smile

And he said would you mind sittin down for a while

ANd talkin to me

Im feelin a little low

she said Im off in an hour and I kow where we can go

So they went down and they sat on a pier

He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I dont car

I got no one to send a letter to

would you mind if I send one back here to you

Chorus: I cried



never gonna hold the hand of another guy

too young for him they told her

waitin for the love of a traveling soldier

Our love will never end

waitin for the soldier to come back again

Never more to be alone when the letter said

a soldiers comin home

So the letters came from an army camp in calafornia then Vietnam

And he told her of his heart

It might be love and all the things he was so scared of

He said when its gettin kinda rough over here

I think of that day sittin down on the pier

And I close my eyes and I see your pretty smile

Dont worry but I wont be able to write for a while

Chorus

One friday night at a football game

The lords prayer said and the anthem sang

A man said folks would you bow your heads

For a list of local Vietnam dead

Cryin all alone under the stands

Was a piccolo player in the marching band

And one name read and noboddy really cared

But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair

Chorus(x2)