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