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