Travelin’ Soldier by Dixie Chicks

The arrangement for this song is simple but everything else about it is difficult. This is definitely of my favorites by the Dixie Chicks.

Verse 1:

A
 Two days past eighteen

       A
He was waiting for the bus in his army green

    D
Sat down in a booth in a cafe there

         A
Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair

A
He's a little shy so she give him a smile

       A
And he said would you mind sittin' down for a while

    D                                   A
And talkin' to me, I'm feeling a little low

             G                  D                   A
She said I'm off in an hour and I know where we can go

A
(no lyrics)

        A
So they went down and they sat on the pier
          A
He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care

     D                           A
I've got no one to send a letter to

          G              D                A
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you?


Chorus:
E     F#m
        I cried

D                                    A
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy

Too young for him they told her

E
Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier

F#m
 Our love will never end

D                                       A
Waitin' for the soldier to come back again

                               E
Nevermore to be alone when the letter said

                   A
A soldier's coming home

A
(no lyrics)


Verse 2:

       A
So the letters came from an army camp

   A
In California then Vietnam

       D
And he told her of his heart

                     A
It might be love and all of the things he was so scared of

A
He said when it's gettin' kinda rough over here

  A
I think of that day sittin' down at the pier

      D                                 A
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile

      G                    D                   A
Don't worry but I won't be able to write for awhile


Repeat chorus

(solo)
A   A   D   A
A   A   D   A
G   D   A   A

Verse 3:
    A
One Friday night at a football game

    A
The Lord's Prayer said and the anthem sang

  D
A man said folks would you bow your heads

      A
For a listed local Vietnam dead

A
(no lyrics)

A
Crying all alone under the stands

      A
Was a piccolo player in the marching band

    D                               A
And one name read and nobody really cared

      G                 D                 A
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair


Repeat chorus (2x)

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