收聽ProSound Karaoke Band的Traveling Soldier (Karaoke With Background Vocals)[In the style of Dixie Chicks]歌詞歌曲

Traveling Soldier (Karaoke With Background Vocals)[In the style of Dixie Chicks]

ProSound Karaoke Band2010年2月10日

Traveling Soldier (Karaoke With Background Vocals)[In the style of Dixie Chicks] 歌詞

 

(Karaoke With Background Vocals) - ProSound Karaoke Band (寶笙卡拉OK樂隊)

 

Two days past eighteen

 

He was waiting for the bus in his army green

 

Sat down in a booth in a cafe there

 

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

He's a little shy so she gives 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 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 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 awhile

 

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 heads

 

For a list of local Vietnam dead

 

Crying all alone under the stands

 

Was a piccolo player in the marching 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

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

 

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