Dixie Chicks - Traveling Soldier
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Band name | Dixie Chicks |
Song name | Traveling Soldier |
Tab type | Chords |
Added | 05/11/2008 |
Size | 1.61 kb |
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Travelin Soldier - Dixie Chicks Tabbed by: Brannon Capo: 2nd fret G Two days past eighteen He was waitin' for the bus in his army greens Cadd9 Sat down in a booth at a café there G Gave his order to the girl with a bow in her hair He's a little shy so she gave him a smile So he said would you mind sittin' down for a while Cadd9 G And talkin' to me I'm feelin' a little low F C G 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've got no one to send a letter to Would you mind if I sent one back here to you? CHORUS: Em C I cried Never gonna hold the hand of another guy G Too young for him they told her D Waitin' for the love of the travelin' soldier Em Our love will never end C Waitin' for the soldier to come back again G Never more to be alone D G When the letter says a soldier's coming home So the letters came From an army camp In California then Vietnam And he told his heart It might be love And all of the things he was so scared of Said when it's gettin kinda rough over here I think about that day sittin' down at the pier And close my eyes and see your pretty smile Now don't worry but I won't be able to write for a while CHORUS 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 the list of local Vietnam dead Cryin' all alone under the stands Was the piccolo player in the marching band And one name read and no one really cared But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair CHORUS