Two days past 18, he was waiting for the bus in his army green
Sat down in a booth, a cafe there
He gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair
He's a little shy, so she gave 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 send 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, the soldier's coming home
So the letters came from an army camp in California, then Afghanistan
And he told her of his heart
Might be love and all of the things that he was so scared of
He said, when it's getting kind of rough over here
I think of that day sitting down at the pier
And I close my eyes and see her pretty smile
Don't worry, but I won't be able to ride for a while
I cry, 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, the soldier's coming home
One Friday night at a football game
The Lord's Prayer said and the anthem sang
A man said, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
I said, folks, would you bow your head
To the list of local soldiers dead
Crying all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name read, and nobody really cared
But the pretty little girl with the bow in her hand
I cry, 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, the soldier's coming
I cry, 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, the soldier's coming home
Waiting for the soldier to come back again