Tom: A Em D Do I hear what I think I'm hearing? Em D Do I see the signs I think I see? Am Em Or is this just fantasy? Em D Is it true that the beast is waking Em D Stirring in his restless sleep tonight Am Em In the pale moonlight? Em D In the grip of this cold December Em D You and I have reason to remember. Refrao : G Soldiers write the songs Em That soldiers sing C G The songs that you and I don't sing They blow their horns Em And march along G They drum their drums Em And look so strong G You'd think that nothing Em D In the world was wrong G Soldiers write the songs Em That soldiers sing C G The songs that you and I won't sing Em D Let's not look the other way G Taking a chance Em D 'Cause if the bugler starts to play G We too must dance. B|------9~---7~----5~-------------. What's that sound? D What's that dreadful rumble? Em D Won't somebody tell me what I hear Am Em In the distance but drawing near? Em D Is it only a storm approaching Em D All that thunder and the blinding light Am Em In the winter night? Em D In the grip of this cold december Em D You and I have reason to remember Refrao: G Soldiers write the songs Em That soldiers sing C D The songs that you and I don't sing Em And look so strong G You'd think that nothing Em D In the world was wrong G Soldiers write the songs G Soldiers write the songs Em That soldiers sing C G The songs that you and I won't sing Em D Let's not look the other way G Taking a chance Em D 'Cause if the bugler starts to play G We too must dance.