Brothers in arms    (midi)

 

    Em - C - Am - C - Em - C - Am     - Em  ~

 

       - - - - - - - - - - - -       C     D                                  G    - C- G

1. These mist covered mountains are home now for me,

                Bm              Em  Bm                             C     - D

    but my home is the low lands, and always will be.

                                Em  Bm                                   C      - Am - D

    Someday you'll return  to, your valley and your farms,

                                    Em               C               D

    and you'll no longer burn to be brothers in arms.

 

+  Em - C - Am - C   Em - C - Am     - Em  ~

 

      - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -           C  D                          G  - C - G

2. Through these fields of destruction, baptisms of fire,

           Bm                   Em Bm                                     C       - D

    I've witnessed your suffering, as the battles raged higher.

                                            Em     Bm                               C   - Am - C

    And though they did hurt me so bad,  in the fear and alarm,

            D            Em                 C              D

    you did not desert me, my brothers in arms.

 

+  Em-C-Am-C   Em-C-Am-  Em ~

 

                         D                   Em     -C-D        G      D           C   -Am-D

    There's so many different worlds,        so many different suns.

                                        Em   -C-D             G                     C     ~

    And we have just one world,        but we live in different ones.

 

+  Em-C-Am-C    Em-C-Am    Em-C-Am-C    Em-C-Am    - Em   ~

 

                                          C - D                                      G  - C - G

3. Now the sun's gone to hell,    and the moon's riding high.

                Bm               Em  - Bm                              C     - D

    Let me bid your farewell,          every man has to die.

                                    Em  Bm                                        C    - Am - D

    But its written in the starlight, and every line on your palm,

                                    Em               C               D

    we're fools to make war on our brothers in arms.

 

+  Em-C-Am-C      Em-C-Am  (3 x and fade)

 

(orig. = capo 4th)     (Dire Straits)