Lyrics:

Two days past eighteen
He was waitin' for the bus in his army green
Sat down in 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 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?'

I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him, they told her
Waitin' for the love of a 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 her of his heart, it might be love
And all of the things he was so scared of
He said, 'When it's gettin' kinda rough over here
I think of that day sittin' 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...'

I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him, they told her
Waitin' for the love of a 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

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...'
Cryin' all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read that 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
Waitin' for the love of a 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

I cried
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
Too young for him, they told her
Waitin' for the love of a 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