Intro: F#m C#m7 F#m C#m7VerseF#m C#mDo I hear what I think Im hearingF#m C#mDo I see the signs I think I seeD E F#mOr is it just fantasyC#m7Is it true that the beast is wakingF#m C#m7Stirring in his restless sleep tonightB BmIn the pale moon lightF#m C#m7In the grip of this cold DecemberF#m EYou and I have reason to rememberChorusA F#m D DmSoldiers write the songs that soldiers sing the songs that you and I dont singD A F#mThey blow their horns and march along they drum their drums and look so strongA D EYoud think that nothing in the world was wrongA F#m D Dm ASoldiers write the songs that soldiers sing the songs that you and I wont singF#m Fdim C#7 F#mLets look the other way taking a chanceA D E ACause if the bugler starts to play we too must dance.VerseWhats that sound, whats that dreadful rumble, wont somebody tell me what I hearIn the distance but drawing nearIs it only a storm approachingAll that thunder and the blinding light in the winter nightIn the grip of this cold DecemberYou and I have reason to rememberChorusInstrumental: A F#m A D/A E EChorusOutro: A F#m D Dm
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