Traveling Confederate Soldier.

two days passed 18 he was waiting for the stage coach in his Confederate Grays.he sit at a table in a dinner and gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair. he is a little shy so she gave him a smile. he said would mind sitting down and talking to me for a while I am feeling a little low. she said I am off in an hour and I know a place where can go. they went down and sat on the river bank. he said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don't care I don't got nobody to send a letter to do you mind if I sent one back here to you? I cried never going to 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 wait for the soldier to come back again never more to be alone when the letter says a soldier is coming home. the letters came from a confederate army camp in Missouri then up north he told her of his heart how it might be love and all of things that he was so scared of he when it is getting kind of rough over here I think of that day on the river bank 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 going to 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 says a soldier is coming home. one Friday night at a rodeo the Lord's prayer said and the anthem sang. a man said folks would you bowl your head for a list local civil war dead. crying all alone under the stands is a piccolo player in the marching band. one name read and nobody really cared but a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair. I cried never going to 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 say a soldier is coming home