Leaves from the vine
Falling so slow
Like fragile tiny shells, drifting in the fall
Little soldier boy
Comes marching home
Brave soldier boy
Comes marching home
Keep me close for comfort
I never know the words to say
It'll show when love hurts
When you're gone by the next day
If only I could've helped you
Or gotten things right from my very youth
You've never taken my side
You're so wide-eyed
Now I'm sitting here watching all the leaves fall from the vine
Leaves from the vine
Falling so slow
Like fragile tiny shells, drifting in the fall
Little soldier boy
Comes marching home
Brave soldier boy
Comes marching home