Two days past eighteen
She was waiting for the bus in her army green
Sat down in a booth in a cafe nearby
Gave her order to a guy with a thin black tie
She's a little shy so he give her a smile
So she said would you mind sittin' down for a while
And talking to me, I'm feeling a little low
He said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go
So they went down and they sat on the pier
She said I bet you got a girlfriend 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
(Chorus unchanged): 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 letter says
A soldier's coming home
So the letters came once a week at least
From Oklahoma then the Middle East
And she told him of her heart
It might be love and all of the things she was so scared of
She said when it's getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your handsome smile
Don't worry but I won't be able to write for a while
(Chorus again)
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
For the list of local ARMY dead
Crying all alone under the stands
Was the piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and nobody really cried
But a single guy with a thin black tie
(Chorus again)
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Two days past eighteen
She was waiting for the bus in her army green
Sat down in a booth in a cafe nearby
Gave her order to a guy with a thin black tie
She's a little shy so he give her a smile
So she said would you mind sittin' down for a while
And talking to me, I'm feeling a little low
He said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go
So they went down and they sat on the pier
She said I bet you got a girlfriend 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
(Chorus unchanged): 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 letter says
A soldier's coming home
So the letters came once a week at least
From Oklahoma then the Middle East
And she told him of her heart
It might be love and all of the things she was so scared of
She said when it's getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your handsome smile
Don't worry but I won't be able to write for a while
(Chorus again)
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
For the list of local ARMY dead
Crying all alone under the stands
Was the piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and nobody really cried
But a single guy with a thin black tie
(Chorus again)
She was waiting for the bus in her army green
Sat down in a booth in a cafe nearby
Gave her order to a guy with a thin black tie
She's a little shy so he give her a smile
So she said would you mind sittin' down for a while
And talking to me, I'm feeling a little low
He said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go
So they went down and they sat on the pier
She said I bet you got a girlfriend 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
(Chorus unchanged): 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 letter says
A soldier's coming home
So the letters came once a week at least
From Oklahoma then the Middle East
And she told him of her heart
It might be love and all of the things she was so scared of
She said when it's getting kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see your handsome smile
Don't worry but I won't be able to write for a while
(Chorus again)
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
For the list of local ARMY dead
Crying all alone under the stands
Was the piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read and nobody really cried
But a single guy with a thin black tie
(Chorus again)
Writer: BRUCE ROBISON
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.
Copyright: Lyrics © Bluewater Music Corp.