Soldiers

INTRO: (F#m)   (C#m7)   (F#m)   (C#m7) 
 
VERSE 
 (F#m)          (C#m7) 
Do I hear what I think I‘m hearing 
 (F#m)               (C#m7) 
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)                            (B)    (Bm) 
stirring in his restless sleep tonight in the pale moon light 
 (F#m)              (C#m7)          (F#m) 
in the grip of this cold December you and 
              (E) 
I have reason to remember 
 
CHORUS 
 (A)                         (F#m) 
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing 
              (D)         (Dm)    (A) 
the songs that you and I don‘t sing 
                         (D) 
they blow their horns and march along 
 (A)                      (F#m) 
they drum their drums and look so strong 
 (A)                      (D)                (E) 
you‘d think that nothing in the world was wrong 
 (A)                          (F#m) 
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing 
              (D)        (Dm)     (A) 
the songs that you and I won‘t sing 
 (F#m)                   (Fdim) 
let‘s not look the other way 
 (C#7)    (F#m) 
taking a chance 
     (A)                       (D) 
cause if the bugler starts to play 
 (E)         (A) 
we too must 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