D                               A
I suppose I'm glad I'm on this train
          G
And it's long
                               D
Somewhere between Dunkirk and Paris
D                            A
Most people here are still asleep
          G
But I'm awake
                  A                  D
Looking out from here, at half-past France
D                                   A
Things are much different here than Norway
        G
Not so cold
                            D
Wonder when we'll be in Dundee
                             A
Old Hollweg knows his way around
         G
He's no fool
                              D
Wish I'd get to see my son again

A              G                A      G
But from here on it's got to be
A         G                A        G
A simple case of them or me
A            G                A 
If they're alive then I am dead
              G             Em
Pray God and eat your daily bread, take your time

D
We're so far away
A
Floating in this bay
D
We're so far away 
      A          G         D
From home, where we belong

D                          A       G              
I'm not afraid now of the dark, anymore
                              D
And many mountains now are molehills
D                                A               G
Back in Berlin they're all well fed, and I don't care
                          D
People always bored me anyway

A          G               A     G
From here on it's got to be
A          G               A     G
A simple case of them or me
A             G               A
If they're alive then I am dead
              G             Em
Pray God and eat your daily bread, take your time

D
We're so far away...
A
Floating in this bay...
[Repeat chorus until the song fades out]