Pretty Young Soldier chords by Sting

Intro:
 D Am C G

Verse:
 D         Am      C           G
There are two young lovers, they're pledged to each other's hands,
 D       Am     C          G
They meet by the river, to talk of their marriage plans.
 D        Am    C         G
“I'm confessing,” he said, “I've signed for a soldier,
 D       Am     C
I'm leaving tomorrow for some foreign land.”

Chorus:
F        G      D
She watches the pretty young soldiers,
F        G      D
As they march themselves off to the war.
F        G      D
She wonders if she'll ever see him again,
F        G      A
Somehow she doubts it, but she has to be sure.

Verse:
D      Am    C         G
So she rode into town on the very next day,
D      Am    C         G
And dressed herself up all in man's array.
D        Am    C         G
With a sword and a musket she took the King's shilling,
D          Am
And to fight in some foreign war,
     C
She said, “Yes!,” she'd be willing.

Chorus:
F    G      D
All you pretty young soldiers,
F        G      D
In those uniforms that you've never worn.
F        G      D
The Captain will come to inspect you all now,
F         G         A
“Let me down and you'll all wish you'd never been born.”

Verse:
D      Am    C         G
The Captain astride of his horse's grey flanks,
D        Am      C         G
Pulls the pretty young soldier from out of the ranks.
D      Am      C         G
His gaze it is fixed and she's starting to shake,
D              C                G
He said, “Follow me soldier and listen to the offer that I'm willing to make.”

Chorus:
F    G       D
“Come you pretty young soldier,
F    G      D
Come and be my right hand.
F         G         D
You're having this strange effect on my soul,
F      G      A
That I don't quite understand.”

Bridge:
D              Am
“Captain, oh Captain, I've a confession to make,
C             G
I love someone else and my heart it will break.”
D               Am
And as she released her brown hair from a band,
C                 G
It tumbled all down her shoulders and into his hands.

Chorus:
F    G      D
“Oh you pretty young soldier,
F    G       D
Come and take my right hand.
F         G         D
You're having this strange effect on my soul,
G           D
And now I think, I understand.”