Em                             Am        Em
I'm a hussar, I'm a Hun, I'm a wretched Englishman
Em                   B7
Routing Bonaparte at Waterloo
Em                 Am         Em             Am
I'm a dragoon on a dun, I'm a Cossack on the run
Em                   B7                    Em
I'm a horse soldier, timeless, through and through


[Verse 1]
Em                               Am       Em
I's with Custer and the 7th in ‘76 or ‘77
Em                                  B7
Scalped at Little Big Horn by the Sioux
Em               Am               Em                 Am
And the pain and devastation of a once-proud warrior nation
       Em                B7               Em
This I know ‘cause I was riding with them too


[Verse 2]
Em                               Am                      Em
I drank mare's blood on the run when I rode with the Great Khan
Em                                    B7
On the frozen Mongol steppe while at his height
Em                 Am                          Em             Am
I's a White Guard, I's a Red Guard, I's the Tsar's own palace horse guard
Em               B7                Em
When Romanov was murdered in the night


[Verse 3]
Em                               Am       Em
I knew Salah al-Din and rode his swift Arabians
Em                                  B7
Harassing doomed crusaders on their heavy drafts
Em                 Am                Em             Am
And yet I rode the Percheron against the circling Saracen
Em                B7                Em
And once again, against myself was cast


[Chorus]
Em                             Am        Em
I'm a hussar, I'm a Hun, I'm a wretched Englishman
Em                   B7
Routing Bonaparte at Waterloo
Em                 Am         Em             Am
I'm a dragoon on a dun, I'm a Cossack on the run
Em                   B7                    Em
I'm a horse soldier, timeless, through and through


[Verse 4]
Em                           Am                       Em
Well I've worn the Mounties crimson, if you're silent and you'll listen
Em                                  B7
You'll know that it was with them, that I stood
Em                       Am         Em             Am
When Mayerthorpe, she cried, as her four horsemen died
Em              B7                 Em
Gunned down in scarlet, coldest blood


[Verse 5]
Em                                           Am            Em
I's the firstest with the mostest when I fought for Bedford Forrest
Em                              B7
Suffered General Wilson's Union raid
Em                 Am                 Em           Am
Mine was not to reason why, mine was but to do and die
Em                   B7              Em
At Crimea with the charging light brigade


[Verse 6]
Em                                       Am         Em
On hire from Swiss or Sweden, be me, Christian, be me heathen
Em                             B7
The devil to the saber I shall put
Em                       Am             Em           Am
With a crack flanking maneuver, I'm an uhlan alles uber
Em                B7             Em
Striking terror into regiment of foot


[Chorus]
Em                             Am        Em
I'm a hussar, I'm a Hun, I'm a wretched Englishman
Em                   B7
Routing Bonaparte at Waterloo
Em                 Am         Em             Am
I'm a dragoon on a dun, I'm a Cossack on the run
Em                   B7                    Em
I'm a horse soldier, timeless, through and through


[Verse 7] --Slow Strumming--
Em                                    Am            Em
I knew my days were numbered when o’er the trenches lumbered
Em                                  B7
More modern machinations de la guerre
Em                 Am             Em             Am
No match for rapid fire or the steel birds of the sky
Em                      B7        Em
With a final rear guard action I retreat

E|---Str| um Once--
Em                 Am             Em             Am
No match for tangled wire or the armoured engines whine
Em            B7            Em
Reluctant I retire and take my leave


[Verse 8]
N.C.                                    Am            Em
Today I ride with special forces on those wily Afghan horses
Em                              B7
Dostum’s Northern Alliance give their thanks
Em                 Am            Em           Am
No matter defeat or victory, in battle it occurs to me
Em                B7                    Em
That we may see a swelling in our ranks


[Chorus] --Normal Strumming--
Em                             Am        Em
I'm a hussar, I'm a Hun, I'm a wretched Englishman
Em                   B7
Routing Bonaparte at Waterloo
Em                 Am         Em             Am
I'm a dragoon on a dun, I'm a Cossack on the run
Em                   B7                    Em
I'm a horse soldier, timeless, through and through
Em                   B7                    Em
I'm a horse soldier, eternal, through and through