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