A
Leaves from the vine
A
Falling so slow
Gbm
Like fragile, tiny shells
D A
Drifting in the foam.
A
Little soldier boy
Come marching home
Gbm
Brave soldier boy
D A
Come marching home
A
Ash in the snow
Falling so slow
Gbm
Like fragile, broken hearts
D A
With no place to go.
A
Little soldier boy
Come marching home
Gbm
Brave soldier boy
D A
Come marching home
A
He thought he knew
What he was fighting for,
Gbm
But the sight of blood
D A
Made him question war.
A
Poor soldier boy
Cold and alone,
Gbm
Bombs fall like rain,
D A
He's all alone.
A
Those leaves did grow
From branches overgrown
Gbm
Drifting slowly down
D A
Resting in the snow.
A
Little soldier boy
Taken from home
Gbm
Forced to fight a war
D A
That is not his own.
A
Leaves from the vine
Changing so slow
Gbm
Like empty, fallen souls
D A
Looking for a home.
A
Little soldier boy
Thought that he could soar
Gbm
Brave soldier boy
D A
Died in that war.