Two days past eighteen

He was waitin' for the bus in his army greens

Sat down in a booth at a café there

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

And talkin' to me I'm feelin' 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've got no one to send a letter to

Would you mind if I sent one back here to you?

CHORUS:

I cried

Never gonna hold the hand of another guy

Too young for him they told her

Waitin' for the love of the 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

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 tough 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

(Martie's fiddle break - Emily's dobro break)

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

the one name red and no one really cared

But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair

CHORUS

alright dland is back up. i've been wanting to put that song in here since like last weds.

well iraq...gotta catch up. today i missed a whole day of news due to crap and non important stuff. so......yes gotta check the news pages after this.

so idk i am tired from this extremely long day. i have only been home for almost 20 mins. hours upon hours at teh VFW for the talent show

alright enough i wanna go catch up on my news.