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