F# E G# Bb Eb G# Eb There's a picture in the nursery of a well know soldier man F# Bbm G# And he wants to be like father when he grows up if he can Bbm Fm His eyes survey the floorboards with his soldiers around him Eb Db B7 But, fear not for the future, you will climb the highest mountain E G A E G A So, Regimental Sergeant Zippo, stand up to attention will you G A E Hear the bugle sound in the morning call up rising E G A E G A So, you're cardboard castle is standing, you're the one who is commanding Db G# Bb Watch them march along the landing down the stairs Eb G# Eb He's just a small boy in a small boys world and small boys do strange things F# Bbm G# He likes to see the matchsticks fly and hear the cannons ring Bbm Fm For his eiderdown, his battlefield and in his dreams his fights are real Eb Db Db B7 Until the field is won, aim...fire...the guns E G A E G A So, Regimental Sergeant Zippo, stand up to attention will you G A E Hear the bugle sound in the morning call up rising E G A E G A So, you're cardboard castle is standing, you're the one who is commanding Db G# Bb Watch them march along the landing down the stairs E G A E G A G A E E G A E G A Db G# Bb Watch them march along the landing down the stairs G Fmaj7 E7 G Fmaj7 E7 B7 Aa-aah E G A E G A So, Regimental Sergeant Zippo, stand up to attention will you G A E Hear the bugle sound in the morning call up rising E G A E G A So, Regimental Sergeant Zippo, stand up to attention will you G A E Hear the bugle sound in the morning call up rising E G A E G A G A E E G A
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