Soldiers

F#m     C#m7   F#m    C#m7

[Verse 1]
F#m              C#m
Do I hear what I think I'm hearing
F#m                  C#m
Do I see the signs I think I see
D                     E  F#m
Or is this just fantasy
                    C#m7
Is it true that the beast is waking
F#m                      C#m7
Stirring in his restless sleep 
tonight
                B     Bm
In the pale moonlight
F#m                  C#m7
In the grip of this cold December
F#m                  E
You and I have reason to remember

[Chorus]
A                           
Soldiers write the songs that 
  F#m                           D 
soldiers sing, the songs that you 
       Dm     A
and I don't sing
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                            D  
They blow their horns and march 
         A                      
along, they drum their drums and 
  F#m
look so strong
A                        D   
You'd think that nothing in the 
              E
world was wrong
A                           
Soldiers write the songs that 
   F#m                          D 
soldiers sing, the songs that you 
       Dm    A
and I won't sing
F#m                      Fdim  
Let's not look the other way 
C#7    F#m
taking a chance
     A                       D     
'Cos if the bugler starts to play 
E          A
we too must dance

[Verse 2]
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]
A                           
Soldiers write the songs that 
  F#m                           D 
soldiers sing, the songs that you 
       Dm     A
and I don't sing
                            D  
They blow their horns and march 
         A                      
along, they drum their drums and 
  F#m
look so strong
A                        D   
You'd think that nothing in the 
              E
world was wrong
A                           
Soldiers write the songs that 
   F#m                          D 
soldiers sing, the songs that you 
       Dm    A
and I won't sing
F#m                      Fdim  
Let's not look the other way 
C#7    F#m
taking a chance
     A                       D     
'Cos if the bugler starts to play 
E          A
we too must dance

[Instrumental]
A      D       A       F#m    

A      D/A    E      E

[Chorus]
A                           
Soldiers write the songs that 
   F#m                          D 
soldiers sing, the songs that you 
       Dm    A
and I won't sing
F#m                      Fdim  
Let's not look the other way 
C#7    F#m
taking a chance
     A                       D     
'Cos if the bugler starts to play 
E          A
we too must dance