F
Leaves from the vine
F
Falling so slow
      Dm
Like fragile, tiny shells
Bb               F
Drifting in the foam.
F
Little soldier boy

Come marching home
Dm
Brave soldier boy
Bb             F
Come marching home


F
Ash in the snow

Falling so slow
     Dm
Like fragile, broken hearts
     Bb           F
With no place to go.
F
Little soldier boy

Come marching home
Dm
Brave soldier boy
Bb             F
Come marching home


F
He thought he knew
    
What he was fighting for,
Dm
But the sight of blood
     Bb             F
Made him question war.
F
Poor soldier boy

Cold and alone,
Dm
Bombs fall like rain,
Bb        F
He's all alone.


F
Those leaves did grow

From branches overgrown
Dm
Drifting slowly down
Bb              F
Resting in the snow.
F
Little soldier boy

Taken from home
Dm
Forced to fight a war
Bb               F
That is not his own.


F
Leaves from the vine

Changing so slow
Dm
Like empty, fallen souls
Bb             F
Looking for a home.
F
Little soldier boy

Thought that he could soar
Dm
Brave soldier boy
Bb             F
Died in that war.