305 The Weary Soldier
I'm a weary wayworn soldier, In the service of the Lord; Waiting for my Captain's orders To go home to my reward. Chorus: I am waiting, only waiting, With the battle and the strife Hoping when the warfare's over To receive a crown of life. Just a few more heavy marches, The my troubles will be o'er; I shall lay aside my armor, And go home forevermore. (Chorus) When for me the trumpet soundeth, When I've fought the last food fight; When I near the homeland portals May I see the harbor light. (Chorus) |