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