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.
