ABBA - Soldiers

INTRO: F#m C#m7 F#m C#m7

VERSE
F#m C#m7
Do I hear what I think I'm hearing
F#m C#m7
do i see the signs I think I see
D E F#m
or is this just fantasy
C#m7
is it true that the beast is waking
F#m C#m7 B Bm
stirring in his restless sleep tonight in the pale moon light
F#m C#m7 F#m
in the grip of this cold December you and
E
I have reason to remember

CHORUS
A F#m
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
D Dm A
the songs that you and I don't sing
D
they blow their horns and march along
A F#m
they drum their drums and look so strong
A D E
you'd think that nothing in the world was wrong
A F#m
Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
D Dm A
the songs that you and I won't sing
F#m Fdim
let's not look the other way
C#7 F#m
taking a chance
A D
cause if the bugler starts to play
E A
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

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Instrumental: A F#m A D/A E E

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OUTRO: A F#m D Dm repeat