Rorkes Drift

Dm Bb
Gm F C
Gm F C
Gm F C
Gm F C

[Verse]
Dm                  Bb                    C                   Dm
News that came that morning told that the main force had been slain
Dm                   Bb                   F                 C
Chance for peace and justice gone and all talks had been in vain
  Dm                Bb                C                Dm
A prince had been offended and he has gone the path of war
         Dm   Bb                   F            C
Now that 1500 men are dead and the Zulus at the door

[Pre-Chorus]
Gm    F  Gm
Zulus attack
Gm         F  Gm
Fight back to back
Bb           F
Show them no mercy and
Gm   F  Gm
Fire at will
Gm      F  Gm
Kill or be killed
A
Facing, awaiting

[Chorus]
  Dm               Bb                Gm
A hostile spear, a new frontier, the end is near
F             C
There's no surrender
    Dm                     Bb                  Gm                A
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's drift controlled

[Verse]
Continues after the ad
Dm            Bb                  C                Dm
Later on that fateful day as they head towards the drift
Dm              Bb            F               C
Stacking boxes, fortify, preparations must be swift
Dm                    Bb               C            Dm
Spears and shields of oxen hide facing uniforms and guns
       Dm           Bb                     F                 C
As the rifles fire, echoes higher, beating like the sound of drums

[Pre-Chorus]
Gm    F  Gm
Zulus attack
Gm         F  Gm
Fight back to back
Bb           F
Show them no mercy and
Gm   F  Gm
Fire at will
Gm      F  Gm
Kill or be killed
A
Facing, awaiting

[Chorus]
  Dm               Bb                Gm
A hostile spear, a new frontier, the end is near
F             C
There's no surrender
    Dm                     Bb                  Gm                A
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's drift controlled

[Bridge]
F  C                      Dm
1879, when a few held the line
     C  Dm    C Dm    C   Dm   E   F
Back to back, attack, the dead are stacked
                       C                    Dm
Where a last stand was made, and the empire saved
     C  Dm    C Dm    C   Dm   E   F
Back to back, attack, the dead are stacked

[Guitar Solo]
Dm Bb F C
Gm Eb Bb F
Cm Ab Eb Bb
Dm Bb F C
Dm Bb F C

[Pre-Chorus]
Gm    F  Gm
Zulus attack
Gm         F  Gm
Fight back to back
Bb           F
Show them no mercy and
Gm   F  Gm
Fire at will
Gm      F  Gm
Kill or be killed
A
Facing, awaiting

[Chorus]
  Dm               Bb                Gm
A hostile spear, a new frontier, the end is near
F             C
There's no surrender
    Dm                     Bb                  Gm                A
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's drift controlled

  Dm               Bb                Gm
A hostile spear, a new frontier, the end is near
F             C
There's no surrender
    Dm                     Bb                  Gm                A  Dm
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's drift controlled