Dixie Chicks - Travelin’ Soldier Ukulele Chords
[G]Two days past 18 he was waiting for the bus in his army greens Sat [C]down at a booth in a cafe there, gave his [G]order to a girl with a bow in her hair [G]He’s a little shy so she gives him a smile and he said would you mind Sitten down for a while and [C]talking to me, I’m feeling a little [G]low She said I’m [F]off in an hour and [C]I know where we can [G]go
[G]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 [C]got no one to send a letter [G]to. Would you [F]mind if I sent [C]one back here to [G]you?”
[Em]I [C]cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy [G]Too young, for him they told her [D]Waitin’ for the love of a travelin’ soldier [Em]Our love will never end [C]Waitin’ for the soldier to come back again [G]Never more to be alone [D]When the letters said, a soldiers coming [G]home
[G]So the letters came from an army camp, in California then Vietnam And he [C]told her of his heart, might be love and [G]all of the things he was so scared of.
[G]He said when it’s getting kinda rough over here, I think of that day Sittin down at the pier and I [C]close my eyes and see your pretty [G]smile Don’t [F]worry but I won’t be [C]able to write for a [G]while
[Em]I [C]cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy [G]Too young, for him they told her [D]Waitin’ for the love of a travelin’ soldier [Em]Our love will never end [C]Waitin’ for the soldier to come back again [G]Never more to be alone [D]When the letters said, a soldiers coming [G]home
[G]So the letters came from an army camp, in California then Vietnam And he [C]told her of his heart, might be love and [G]all of the things he was so scared of.
[G]He said when it’s getting kinda rough over here, I think of that day Sittin down at the pier and I [C]close my eyes and see your pretty [G]smile Don’t [F]worry but I won’t be [C]able to write for a [G]while
One [G]Friday night at a football game, the Lord’s prayer said and the anthem sang a [C]man said folks would you bow your head for a [G]list of local Vietnam dead [G]Cryin all alone under the stands was a piccolo player in the marching band And [C]one name read and nobody really [G]cared But a [F]pretty little girl [C]with a bow in her [G]hair
[Em]I [C]cried, never gonna hold the hand of another guy [G]Too young, for him they told her [D]Waitin’ for the love of a travelin’ soldier [Em]Our love will never end [C]Waitin’ for the soldier to come back again [G]Never more to be alone [D]When the letters said, a soldiers coming [G]home