Karaoké Travelin' Soldier (live - at Mandela Hall) The Whistlin' Donkeys

Two days past eighteen

He was waitin' for the bus in his army green

Sat down in a booth in a café there

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

Shy so she gave him a smile

He said Would you mind sittin' down for a while

And talkin' to me

I'm feelin' a little low

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

So they went down and they sat on the pier

He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care

I got no one to send a letter to

Would you mind if I sent one back here to you

I cried

Never gonna hold the hand of another guy

Too young for him they told her

Waitin' for the love of the travelin' soldier

Our love will never end

Waitin' for the soldier to come back again

Never more to be alone when the letter said

A soldier's comin' home

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

And he told her of his heart

It might be love

And all of the things he was so scared of

He said When it's gettin' kinda rough over here

I think of that day sittin' down at the pier

And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile

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 the travelin' soldier

Our love will never end

Waitin' for the soldier to come back again

Never more to be alone when the letter said

A soldier's comin' home

One Friday night at a football game

The Lord's 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 stand was a piccolo player in the marchin' band

And one name read but 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 the travelin' soldier

Our love will never end

Waitin' for the soldier to come back again

Never more to be alone when the letter said

A soldier's comin'

I cried

Never gonna hold the hand of another guy

Too young for him they told her

Waitin' for the love of the travelin' soldier

Our love will never end

Waitin' for the soldier to come back again

Never more to be alone when the letter said

A soldier's comin' home