Do I hear what I think I'm hearin'?
Do I see the signs, I think I see?
Or is this just fantasy


Is it true that the beast is wakin'?
Stirrin' 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 nothin' 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, takin' 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 drawin' near


Is it only a storm approachin'?
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 nothin' 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, takin' a chance

'Cause if the bugler starts to play
We too must dance


Soldiers write the songs that soldiers sing
The songs that you and I won't sing
Let's not look the other way, takin' a chance

'Cause if the bugler starts to play
We too must dance