Key: D
Introduction:
D C#
Ambling madly all over the town
D
The call to arms you liken to a whisper,
C#
I liken to a radio.
D C#
You were a brickbat, a bowery tuff, so rough
D
They culled you from a cartoon
C#
Pulled out of your pantaloons.
A
But you,
G#
My brother in arms,
F#m
I'd rather I'd lose my limbs
E
Than let you come to harm.
A
But you ,
G#
My bombazine doll,
F#m
The bullets may singe your skin
E
And the mortars may fall.
A
But I,
E
I never felt so much life
F#m
Than tonight
D
Huddled in the trenches,
A
Gazing on the battle field,
E
Our rifles blaze away
G D
We blaze away.
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
But you,
G#
My brother in arms,
F#m
I'd rather I'd lose my limbs
E
Than let you come to harm.
A
But you ,
G#
My bombazine doll,
F#m
The bullets may singe your skin
E
And the mortars may fall.
A
But I,
E
I never felt so much life
F#m
Than tonight
D
Huddled in the trenches,
A
Gazing on the battle field,
E
Our rifles blaze away
G D
We blaze away.
A E
We blaze away.
G D
We blaze away.