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Aaron Lewis

Travelin' Soldier

 

Travelin' Soldier

(álbum: Sinner - 2016)


Two days past eighteen
He was waiting for the bus in his army green
Sat down in a booth, in a cafe there
He gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair

He's a little shy so she give him a smile
And he said would you mind sitting down for a while
And talking to me, I'm feeling 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
Waiting for the love of a traveling soldier
Our love will never end
Waiting for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter said, a soldier's coming home

So the letters came from an army camp
In California then Afghanistan
And he told her of his heart, it might be love
And all of the things that he was so scared of

He said when it's getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sitting 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
Waiting for the love of a traveling soldier
Our love will never end
Waiting for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter said, a soldier's coming 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 head
To a list of local soldiers dead"

Crying all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read, and nobody really cared
But the 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
Waiting for the love of a traveling soldier
Our love will never end
Waiting for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter said, a soldier's coming...

I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young, for him they told her
Waiting for the love of a traveling soldier
Our love will never end
Waiting for the soldier to come back again
Never more to be alone
When the letter said, a soldier's coming home

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