Soldiering Life

D C# Ambling madly all over the town D The call to arms you likened to a whisper C# I likened to a radio. D C# You were a brickbat, a bowery tough, D So rough they culled you from a cartoon. C# Pulled out of your pantaloons. A Ab But you, my brother in arms, F#m E I'd rather I'd lose my limbs than let you come to harm. A Ab But you, my bombazine doll F#m E The bullets may singe your skin and the mortars may fall. A E But I have never felt so much light F#m D Than tonight, huddled in the trenches, A Gazing on the battlefield. E Our rifles blaze away. G D We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh D C# Corporal Bradley of regiment five D In proud array, standing by the bathing C# Soldiers and the stevedores. D C# We laid on the mattress and tumbled to sleep D Our eyes aligned, swaddled in our civies C# Cradled in our dungarees. A Ab But you, my brother in arms, F#m E I'd rather I'd lose my limbs than let you come to harm. A Ab But you, my bombazine doll F#m E The bullets may singe your skin and the mortars may fall. A E But I have never felt so much light F#m D Than tonight, huddled in the trenches, A Gazing on the battlefield. E Our rifles blaze away. G D We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh G D We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh A E We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh Oh G D We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh