Travelin' Soldier
The Chicks Lyrics


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Two days past eighteen
He was waiting for the bus in his army green
Sat down in a booth in a café 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 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'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 said
"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 awhile"

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 said
"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"

Crying all alone under the stands
Was a piccolo player in the marching band
And one name Red, and 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 letters says
"A soldier's coming home"

Overall Meaning

The Chicks’ song “Travelin’ Soldier” tells the story of a young soldier who meets a girl at a café before being shipped off to Vietnam, and the love that grows between them through letters. The song begins with the soldier waiting for his bus in army green at just eighteen years old, feeling lonely and a little lost, until he meets a girl with a bow in her hair who offers him companionship. The song is written in a narrative ballad style, using specific details to set the scene and create empathy for the characters.


The chorus of the song speaks to the girl’s undying love for the soldier, waiting for him to come back home from Vietnam, even as the odds of that get slimmer and slimmer. The song builds in tension as it tells of the horrors of war and the loss of many young lives, before revealing the tragic fate of the soldier.


“Travelin’ Soldier” is a poignant and heartbreaking reflection on the human costs of war, reminding us of the ordinary people who are affected by conflicts, and the sacrifice and bravery of soldiers who fight to protect their country.


Line by Line Meaning

Two days past eighteen
A young man who had just turned eighteen was waiting for the bus in his army green.


He was waiting for the bus in his army green
The young man was dressed in his army uniform, waiting for a bus to take him to the army camp.


Sat down in a booth in a café there
The young man took a seat in a café and sat down at a booth.


Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair
He asked a waitress to take his order. She had a bow in her hair, and he found her cute.


He's a little shy, so she give him a smile
The young man was shy, so the waitress gave him a warm smile to ease his nerves.


And he said, "Would you mind sittin' down for a while
Feeling a little low, he asked the waitress if she would mind sitting down and talking to him.


And talkin' to me, I'm feeling a little low?"
The young man was feeling down, and he wanted someone to talk to.


She said, "I'm off in an hour, and I know where we can go"
The waitress told him that she would be off work soon, and she knew a place they could go to spend more time together.


So they went down, and they sat on the pier
Eventually, they went to the pier and sat down to keep talking and spending time together.


He said, "I bet you got a boyfriend, but I don't care
He wondered if the waitress had a boyfriend, but he didn't care because he was enjoying her company.


I've got no one to send a letter to
He had no one to write letters to while he was away at the army camp.


Would you mind if I sent one back here to you?"
He asked the waitress if he could write to her while he was away.


I cried
The singer expresses her sadness and emotional distress throughout the song.


Never gonna hold the hand of another guy
The singer pledged her love and devotion to the soldier, vowing never to hold another man's hand.


Too young for him they told her
Many people told the singer that she was too young for the soldier, who was older and more experienced.


Waitin' for the love of a travelin' soldier
Despite the naysayers, the artist remained devoted to the soldier, waiting for his return.


Our love will never end
The artist felt strongly about the depth of their love for each other, believing it would never end.


Waitin' for the soldier to come back again
The singer eagerly awaited the soldier's return home from the war.


Never more to be alone when the letter said
The singer was overjoyed when she received word that the soldier was coming home, knowing she would no longer be alone.


"A soldier's coming home"
The artist celebrates the return of the soldier from war, bringing the song full circle.


So the letters came from an army camp
The soldier sent letters from the army camp to the artist to let her know how he was doing and to express his undying love for her.


In California then Vietnam
The letters came from California and then from Vietnam as the soldier traveled around during the war.


And he told her of his heart
In his letters, the soldier shared his feelings and emotions, pouring out his heart to the singer.


It might be love, and all of the things he was so scared of
The soldier admitted in his letters that he was scared of the unknown, but he believed that what he and the artist shared might be love.


He said, "When it's gettin' kinda rough over here
The soldier would turn to memories of the time he spent with the singer to keep his spirits up when things got tough during the war.


I think of that day sittin' down at the pier
The soldier remembered fondly the day he and the singer sat on the pier and talked about life together.


And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile
The soldier thought about the smile on the singer's face and the happiness it brought him during difficult times.


Don't worry, but I won't be able to write for awhile"
The soldier comforted the artist by telling her not to worry if he wasn't able to write for a while, and that he would be back with her soon.


One Friday night at a football game
At a football game on a Friday night, a list of local Vietnam war dead was read out loud to the crowd.


The Lord's Prayer said, and the anthem sang
After the list was read, the crowd said the Lord's Prayer and sang the national anthem.


A man said, "Folks, would you bow your heads
A man asked the crowd to bow their heads in memory of the soldiers who lost their lives during the war.


For a list of local Vietnam dead"
The list that was read out loud was a tribute to the local soldiers who died in the Vietnam War.


Crying all alone under the stands
The artist was upset and crying silently under the stands, unable to find comfort in anyone around her.


Was a piccolo player in the marching band
The artist noticed a young piccolo player in the marching band, who was also crying and upset.


And one name Red, and nobody really cared
The singer heard the name Red on the list and realized that one of the soldiers who died was the same soldier she had been waiting for.


But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair
The piccolo player found some comfort in the artist, who also had a bow in her hair.




Writer(s): Bruce Robison

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@DeathsHood

This song hits me hard, in a very odd way: My father was a drill instructor in the army before I was born.
He trained a number of platoons, and quit the military just after I was born, because he didn't want to be deployed away from family for long months/years.

A few years ago, he confessed that he still gets calls from grieving widows, asking if he can attend the funerals of men he trained, that died while deployed.
Most of them moved to the US because they wanted to be heroes. Wanted to go to war and put their skills to use.

He showed me platoon photos of the men he trained, and several of them show almost completely blanked out faces. Almost all the men in the platoon are now dead.
Almost all the men he trained have gone to war, and not made it home.

It was the only time in my life that I've ever seen my father cry.
He thinks he didn't train them well enough, and that's why they never made it home.

Songs like this have hit very hard since he told me that.



@bootneckbairn137

The first time I heard this I was in Afghanistan and it was played on the radio shortly before I was rehearsing a repatriation duty that would happen later on that evening for a Marine from my unit that was killed.

Every time I hear it now, it provokes such emotion in me. I think about the dismembered bodies I carried as they made their final journeys home. I think about the families, friends and loved ones. I think about how there is now a void in so many lives that can never be replaced. I think about love. I think about war. I think about my son, and the sister he will have in 10 days. I think about how lucky I am to have life a head of me but at the same time an overwhelming sense of sadness that so many were not able to return from war and live the lives that they would have lived. 

I think.

I reflect.

I remember.

Rest In Peace Damian, Georgie, Tony, John, Steven, Damien, Marc, Ben and Mick.



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@bacsi19461

I have decided to make a comment here after some thought. I have kept this info close to my heart for 53 years now and am getting old and wearing out. This song speaks directly to me. I dedicate this comment to Sgt. Jessee Frank Morgan and Cpl . Auburn Foreman. They both died beside me on a worthless little hillside in Dec. 1965. Both were my close friends. As a medical corpsman, I did my best but they did not make it and I was badly wounded. I have never posted their names before but this lovely song seems the right place to recognize them. Semper Fi buddies and Jesse, your son is a fine young man. I talk to him regularly and told him all about u and how u died.

@carolmoore1038

Thank you for your service. Welcome home.

@bacsi19461

@@carolmoore1038 thanks Carol. It was our duty and we did our best. I served with America's finest young mem. I was honored to be beside them. I am now 74 and reaching the end but the memories never left me.

@mikeo678

Thank you for sharing your story and making the wold better by your actions.

@alanmoore8167

Thank you sir for your service

@bacsi19461

@@mikeo678 thanks Mike, your comment means a lot to me. I loved and still love this awesome country.

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@desertlillie9659

I have never listened to this song without crying like a five year old. I remember, as a little girl, watching the soldiers who fought in Vietnam coming off the plane. God bless every one of them and may Gods rest those who never came home. May they rest peacefully in the arms of the Lord. ❤️🙏🏼

@MrUzt

Invaders being sad

@WarrenVincenzo

All American Heroes.
We salute you.

@WarrenVincenzo

@@pkramer123 TREASON!
That's a shame because I reckoned that you were Kramer from Seinfeld...
And I always liked him.

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