Вступление
INTRO: B#m G#m7 B#m G#m7
VERSE
B#m G#m7
Do I hear what I think I'm hearing
B#m G#m7
do i see the signs I think I see
C G B#m
or is this just fantasy
G#m7
is it true that the beast is waking
B#m G#m7 F Fm
stirring in his restless sleep tonight in the pale moon light
B#m G#m7 B#m
in the grip of this cold December you and
G
I have reason to remember
CHORUS
G B#m
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
C Cm G
the songs that you and I don't sing
C
they blow their horns and march along
G B#m
they drum their drums and look so strong
G C G
you'd think that nothing in the world was wrong
G B#m
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
C Cm G
the songs that you and I won't sing
B#m Bdim
let's not look the other way
Gm7 B#m
taking a chance
G C
cause if the bugler starts to play
G G
we too must 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: G B#m G C/G G G
CHORUS
OUTRO: G B#m C Cm repeat
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G
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C
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E
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Cm
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Fm
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Gm7
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G#m7
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Bdim
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