E
Leaves from the vine
E
Falling so slow
      Dbm
Like fragile, tiny shells
A               E
Drifting in the foam.
E
Little soldier boy

Come marching home
Dbm
Brave soldier boy
A             E
Come marching home


E
Ash in the snow

Falling so slow
     Dbm
Like fragile, broken hearts
     A           E
With no place to go.
E
Little soldier boy

Come marching home
Dbm
Brave soldier boy
A             E
Come marching home


E
He thought he knew
    
What he was fighting for,
Dbm
But the sight of blood
     A             E
Made him question war.
E
Poor soldier boy

Cold and alone,
Dbm
Bombs fall like rain,
A        E
He's all alone.


E
Those leaves did grow

From branches overgrown
Dbm
Drifting slowly down
A              E
Resting in the snow.
E
Little soldier boy

Taken from home
Dbm
Forced to fight a war
A               E
That is not his own.


E
Leaves from the vine

Changing so slow
Dbm
Like empty, fallen souls
A             E
Looking for a home.
E
Little soldier boy

Thought that he could soar
Dbm
Brave soldier boy
A             E
Died in that war.