Little Boy Soldier Lyrics - Wanda Jackson

The train is late as we stand and wait in the cold, cold rain 

And my tiny son with his toy gun stands by me 

In his soldier suit and a tiny flag clutched tightly in his hand 

Little boy soldier, little boy soldier waiting for his dad 

The night wears on and his big brown eyes grow sleepy 

He can't understand, why mommy stands there weepin' 

Why that should be the grandest time he and mommy ever had? 

Little boy soldier, little boy soldier waiting for his dad 

The train pulls in and his happy grin turns to surprise 

Just a box of pine all covered fine with stars and stripes 

With diverted look he wonders, why his mommy looks so sad 

Little boy soldier, little boy soldier run to me, his dad