Soldiers
            Benny Andersson, Björn Ulvaeus
       
                          Recording began 15th October 1981 at Polar Music
                          Studios.

      

                          Do I hear what I think I'm hearing
                          do i see the signs I think I see
                          or is this just to fantasy
                          is it true that the beast is waking
                          stirring in his restless sleep tonight
                          in the pale moonlight
                          in the grip of this cold December you and I have
                          reason to remember

                          Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
                          the songs that you and I don't sing
                          they blow their horns and march along
                          they drum their drums and look so strong
                          you'd think that nothing in the world was wrong
                          Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
                          the songs that you and I won't sing
                          let's not look the other way
                          taking a chance
                          cause if the bugler starts to play
                          we too must dance

                          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

                          Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
                          the songs that you and I don't sing
                          they blow their horns and march along
                          they drum their drums and look so strong
                          you'd think that nothing in the world was wrong
                         
                          Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
                          the songs that you and I won't sing
                          let's not look the other way
                          taking a chance
                          cause if the bugler starts to play
                          we too must dance

                        
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