[Verse 1]
Two days past eighteen
He was waiting for the bus in his army greens
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 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"
She said "I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go"
[Verse 2]
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 a-one back here to you?"
[Chorus]
I cried
Never gonna hold thе hand of another guy
Too young, for him they told her
Waiting for thе love of a travelin' 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 home
[Verse 3]
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
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 a while"
Two days past eighteen
He was waiting for the bus in his army greens
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 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"
She said "I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go"
[Verse 2]
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 a-one back here to you?"
[Chorus]
I cried
Never gonna hold thе hand of another guy
Too young, for him they told her
Waiting for thе love of a travelin' 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 home
[Verse 3]
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
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 a while"
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