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Travellin' Soldier - Dixie Chicks
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Lovely Song, here are my corrections on previous tabs:
Tuning: Standard
Chords Used:
A x02220
D xx0232
G 320033
F#m 244222
E 022100
E7* 020100 (*optional!)
Verse:
Two days past 18, he was waiting for a 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.
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?"
(A)
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?"
Chorus:
I cried, I'm never gonna hold the hand of another guy,
Too young for him, they told her.
Waiting for the love of a travelling soldier.
Our love will never end,
Waiting for the soldier to come back again.
Never more to be alone,
(A)
When the letter says: A soldier's coming home.
Verse:
So the letters came from an army camp,
In California, then Vietnam.
And he told her of his heart, he might be in love,
And all the things he was so scared of
He said: "When it's getting kinda rough over here,
I think of that day sitting down at the peir,
And I close my eyes, and see your pretty smile,
Now don't worry, but I won't be able to write for a while."
Chorus:
I cried, I'm never gonna hold the hand of another guy,
Too young for him, they told her.
Waiting for the love of a travelling soldier.
Our love will never end,
Waiting for the soldier to come back again.
Never more to be alone,
(A)
When the letter says: A soldier's coming home.
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Verse:
One Friday night at a football game,
The Lord's prayer said, and the anthem sang,
And a man said: "Folk's, would you bow your head,
For a list of the local, Vietnam dead."
Crying all alone, under the stand,
Was a piccolo player in the marching band.
And one name read, and nobody really cared,
But a pretty little girl, with a bow in her hair.
Chorus:
I cried, I'm never gonna hold the hand of another guy,
Too young for him, they told her.
Waiting for the love of a travelling soldier.
Our love will never end,
Waiting for the soldier to come back again.
Never more to be alone,
When the letter says: A soldier's coming...
I cried, I'm never gonna hold the hand of another guy,
Too young for him, they told her.
Waiting for the love of a travelling soldier.
Our love will never end,
Waiting for the soldier to come back again.
Never more to be alone,
(A)
When the letter says: A soldier's coming home.
A D (repeat til fade!)