1. [Abm] Do I hear what I think I'm [Ebm] hearing?
[Abm] Do I see the signs I think I [Ebm] see?
[E] Or is this just a fantasy? [F#][Abm]
Is it true that the [Ebm] beast is [Abm] waking
Stirring in his restless [Ebm] sleep tonight
In the pale moon-[C#] light
[Abm] In the grip of this cold De-[Ebm] cember
[Abm] You and I have reason to re-[F#] member
Chorus: [B] Soldiers write the [Abm] songs that soldiers sing
The songs that [E] you and I [B] don't sing
They blow their horns and march [E] along
[B] They drum their drums and look so [Abm] strong
[B] You'd think that nothing in the [E] world was [F#] wrong
[B] Soldiers write the [Abm] songs that soldiers sing
The songs that [E] you and I [B] won't sing
[Abm] Let's not look the other [Ebm] way
[Eb7] Taking a [Abm] chance
'Cause [B] if the bugler starts to [E] play
[F#] We too must [B] dance
2. [Abm] What's that sound, what's that [Ebm] dreadful rumble?
[Abm] Won't somebody tell me what I [Ebm] hear?
[E] In the distance but drawing near [F#][Abm]
Is it only a [Ebm] storm approach-[Abm] ing?
All that thunder and the [Ebm] blinding light
In the winter [C#] night
[Abm] In the grip of this cold De-[Ebm] cember
[Abm] You and I have reason re-[F#] member