<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?>
<rss version="2.0"
	xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/"
	xmlns:wfw="http://wellformedweb.org/CommentAPI/"
	xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/"
	xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"
	xmlns:sy="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/syndication/"
	xmlns:slash="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/slash/"
	>

<channel>
	<title>Paper Cup Lyrics &#187; Home (Dixie Chicks)</title>
	<atom:link href="http://www.paper-cup.org/lyrics/category/albums/albums-e-h/dixie-chicks-home/feed/" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml" />
	<link>http://www.paper-cup.org/lyrics</link>
	<description>All The Lyrics You'll Never Need</description>
	<lastBuildDate>Sat, 27 Feb 2010 04:38:03 +0000</lastBuildDate>
	<generator>http://wordpress.org/?v=2.9.2</generator>
	<language>en</language>
	<sy:updatePeriod>hourly</sy:updatePeriod>
	<sy:updateFrequency>1</sy:updateFrequency>
			<item>
		<title>Travelin&#8217; Soldier</title>
		<link>http://www.paper-cup.org/lyrics/artists/artists-a-d/dixie-chicks/travelin-soldier/</link>
		<comments>http://www.paper-cup.org/lyrics/artists/artists-a-d/dixie-chicks/travelin-soldier/#comments</comments>
		<pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 03:26:26 +0000</pubDate>
		<dc:creator>Melly</dc:creator>
				<category><![CDATA[Dixie Chicks]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Home (Dixie Chicks)]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[Q-Z]]></category>
		<category><![CDATA[country]]></category>

		<guid isPermaLink="false">http://www.paper-cup.org/lyrics/?p=3</guid>
		<description><![CDATA[Artists: Dixie Chicks
 Albums: Home (2002)

Two days past eighteen
He was waiting for the bus in his army green
Sat down in a booth in a cafe there
Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair
He&#8217;s a little shy so she gives him a smile
And he said would you mind sittin&#8217; down for a [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><strong>Artists</strong>: Dixie Chicks<br />
<strong> Albums</strong>: Home (2002)<br />
<span id="more-3"></span><br />
<em>Two days past eighteen<br />
He was waiting for the bus in his army green<br />
Sat down in a booth in a cafe there<br />
Gave his order to a girl with a bow in her hair<br />
He&#8217;s a little shy so she gives him a smile<br />
And he said would you mind sittin&#8217; down for a while<br />
And talking to me,<br />
I&#8217;m feeling a little low<br />
She said I&#8217;m off in an hour and I know where we can go</em></p>
<p><em>So they went down and they sat on the pier<br />
He said I bet you got a boyfriend but I don&#8217;t care<br />
I got no one to send a letter to<br />
Would you mind if I sent one back here to you</em></p>
<p><em>I cried<br />
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy<br />
Too young for him they told her<br />
Waitin&#8217; for the love of a travelin&#8217; soldier<br />
Our love will never end<br />
Waitin&#8217; for the soldier to come back again<br />
Never more to be alone when the letter said<br />
A soldier&#8217;s coming home</em></p>
<p><em>So the letters came from an army camp<br />
In California then Vietnam<br />
And he told her of his heart<br />
It might be love and all of the things he was so scared of<br />
He said when it&#8217;s getting kinda rough over here<br />
I think of that day sittin&#8217; down at the pier<br />
And I close my eyes and see your pretty smile<br />
Don&#8217;t worry but I won&#8217;t be able to write for awhile</em></p>
<p><em>I cried<br />
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy<br />
Too young for him they told her<br />
Waitin&#8217; for the love of a travelin&#8217; soldier<br />
Our love will never end<br />
Waitin&#8217; for the soldier to come back again<br />
Never more to be alone when the letter said<br />
A soldier&#8217;s coming home</em></p>
<p><em>One Friday night at a football game<br />
The Lord&#8217;s Prayer said and the Anthem sang<br />
A man said folks would you bow your heads<br />
For a list of local Vietnam dead<br />
Crying all alone under the stands<br />
Was a piccolo player in the marching band<br />
And one name read and nobody really cared<br />
But a pretty little girl with a bow in her hair</em></p>
<p><em>I cried<br />
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy<br />
Too young for him they told her<br />
Waitin&#8217; for the love of a travelin&#8217; soldier<br />
Our love will never end<br />
Waitin&#8217; for the soldier to come back again<br />
Never more to be alone when the letter said<br />
A soldier&#8217;s coming home</em></p>
<p><em>I cried<br />
Never gonna hold the hand of another guy<br />
Too young for him they told her<br />
Waitin&#8217; for the love of a travelin&#8217; soldier<br />
Our love will never end<br />
Waitin&#8217; for the soldier to come back again<br />
Never more to be alone when the letter said<br />
A soldier&#8217;s coming home</em></p>
]]></content:encoded>
			<wfw:commentRss>http://www.paper-cup.org/lyrics/artists/artists-a-d/dixie-chicks/travelin-soldier/feed/</wfw:commentRss>
		<slash:comments>0</slash:comments>
		</item>
	</channel>
</rss>
