Soldiers

	  		INTRO  F#m   C#m7   F#m   C#m7 
 
(VERSE) (F#m) Do I hear what I (C#m7) think I'm hearing 
(F#m) do i see the signs I (C#m7) think I see 
(D) or is this just fantasy (E)  (F#m) 
is it true that the (C#m7) beast is waking 
(F#m) stirring in his restless (C#m7) sleep tonight in the pale moon (B) light (Bm) 
(F#m) in the grip of this (C#m7) cold December (F#m) you and I have reason (E) to remember 
 
(Chorus) (A) Soldiers write the songs that (F#m) soldiers sing 
the songs that (D) you and I (Dm) don't (A) sing 
they blow their horns and (D) march along 
(A) they drum their drums and (F#m) look so strong 
(A) you'd think that nothing (D) in the world was (E) wrong 
(A) Soldiers write the songs that (F#m) soldiers sing 
the songs that (D) you and I (Dm) won't (A) sing 
(F#m) let's not look the other (Fdim) way 
(C#7) taking a (F#m) chance 
cause (A) if the bugler starts to (D) play 
(E) we too must (A) dance 
 
(VERSE) What's that sound, what's that dreadful rumble 
won't somebody tell me what I hear 
in the distance but drawing near 
is it only a storm approaching 
all that thunder and the blinding light in the winter night 
In the grip of this cold December 
you and I have reason to remember 
 
(Chorus) 
 
Instrumental   A   F#m   A   D/A   E   E 
 
(Chorus) 
 
OUTRO   A   F#m   D  Dm (repeat) 
 
F#m   244222 
C#m7   x46454 
Fdim   x23131 
D/A   x0423x 
C#7   x46464