Just a freckle faced soldier
Just eighteen older
So young, yes, so young boy
Leaving home to fight a war
I'll never forget that night
My baby left on a midnight flight
No longer just teenage guy
Which soldier telling sweetheart, "Goodbye"
He said,"Don't cry, for I come back
We'll have time to do what we want to do
All fight only known then but that so few
Just a freckle faced soldier
Today his first letter from Vietnam came
It looked like a teardrop
His photo beside my name
He said
"Honey, I am proud of wearing this army coat
Even if I am not quit old enough to vote
Sake home mama where she still awaits
Tell, "I can almost smell the bread cheese to bake"
What soldier said all right tomorrow too
And till then I love you
Just a freckle faced soldier
Just eighteen older
So young, yes, so young boy
Leaving home to fight a war
Well, tomorrow past to days
And days into weeks on end
And you know that boy...
Well he never wrote again...
They sent a medal of honor to his mam,
For all his bravery
I know she wanted to keep it
But you know, she gave that medal to me
I wear it on my heart now
'Cause it is the closest place to heaven.
And that's where he lives now.
Yes, they called him a man, a very brave man.
But he was really just a boy.
Just a freckle faced soldier.
Just eighteen older
So young, yes, so young boy
Leaving home to fight a war
I'll never forget that night
My baby left on a midnight flight
No longer just teenage guy
Which soldier telling sweetheart, "Goodbye"
He said,"Don't cry, for I come back
We'll have time to do what we want to do
All fight only known then but that so few
Just a freckle faced soldier
Today his first letter from Vietnam came
It looked like a teardrop
His photo beside my name
He said
"Honey, I am proud of wearing this army coat
Even if I am not quit old enough to vote
Sake home mama where she still awaits
Tell, "I can almost smell the bread cheese to bake"
What soldier said all right tomorrow too
And till then I love you
Just a freckle faced soldier
Just eighteen older
So young, yes, so young boy
Leaving home to fight a war
Well, tomorrow past to days
And days into weeks on end
And you know that boy...
Well he never wrote again...
They sent a medal of honor to his mam,
For all his bravery
I know she wanted to keep it
But you know, she gave that medal to me
I wear it on my heart now
'Cause it is the closest place to heaven.
And that's where he lives now.
Yes, they called him a man, a very brave man.
But he was really just a boy.
Just a freckle faced soldier.
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