C    F/C    G/C    F/C    C    F/C    G/C    F/C    C
		      C/E             F                      G   F/G  C     F/C   G/C
		All quiet on the Western Front, nobody saw
		C               C/E          F                  G         F/G      C
		A youth asleep in the foreign soil, planted by the war
		F/C       G/C        C         F/C          G/C  C
		Feel the pulse of human blood pouring forth
		F/C       G/C       C          F/C        G/C  C            C7
		See the stems of Europe bend under   force
		F   G/F
		All quiet
		C/E F
		All  quiet
		     C/G             F/G G     C
		All quiet on the Western Front
		F/C  G/C  C  F/C   F  G   C
		So tired of this garden's grief, nobody cares
		Old kin kiss the small white cross, their only souvenir
		See the Prussian offense fly, weren't we grand
		To place the feel of cold sharp steel in their hands
		It's gone all quiet on the Western Front, male angels sigh
		Ghosts float in a flooded trench as Germany dies
		Fever reaps the flowers of France, fair-haired boys
		String the harps to Victory's voice, joyous noise