Rorke's Drift

D5 Bb5 Gm F C5
D5 Bb5 Gm F A     x2

D5                  Bb5                   C5                   D5
News that came that morning told that the main force had been slain
D5                   Bb5                  F                 C5
Chance for peace and justice gone and all talks had been in vain
  D5                Bb5               C5               D5
A prince had been offended and he has gone the path of war
         D5   Bb5                  F            C5
Now that 1500 men are dead and the Zulus at the door
Gm    F  Gm
Zulus attack
Gm         F  Gm
Fight back to back
Bb5          F
Show them no mercy and
Gm   F  Gm
Fire at will
Gm      F  Gm
Kill or be killed
A
Facing, awaiting
 
  D5               Bb5               Gm
A hostile spear, a new frontier, the end is near
F             C5
There's no surrender
    D5                     Bb5                 Gm                A
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's drift controlled

 
D5            Bb5                 C5               D5
Later on that fateful day as they head towards the drift
D5              Bb5           F               C5
Stacking boxes, fortify, preparations must be swift
D5                    Bb5              C5           D5
Spears and shields of oxen hide facing uniforms and guns
       D5           Bb5                    F                 C5
As the rifles fire, echoes higher, beating like the sound of drums
Gm    F  Gm
Zulus attack
Gm         F  Gm
Fight back to back
Bb5          F
Show them no mercy and
Gm   F  Gm
Fire at will
Gm      F  Gm
Kill or be killed
A
Facing, awaiting

   D5               Bb5               Gm
A hostile spear, a new frontier, the end is near
F             C5
There's no surrender
    D5                     Bb5                 Gm                A
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's drift controlled

F  C5                     D5
1879, when a few held the line
     C5 D5    C5 D5   C5   D5  E5  F
Back to back, attack, the dead are stacked
                       C5                   D5
Where a last stand was made, and the empire saved
     C5 D5    C5 D5    C5  D5   E5
Back to back, attack, the dead are stacked

D5 Bb5 F C5
Gm Eb5 Bb5 F
C5 G#5 Eb5 Bb5
D5 Bb5 F C5         x2

Gm    F  Gm
Zulus attack
Gm         F  Gm
Fight back to back
Bb5          F
Show them no mercy and
Gm   F  Gm
Fire at will
Gm      F  Gm
Kill or be killed
A
Facing, awaiting

   D5               Bb5               Gm
A hostile spear, a new frontier, the end is near
F             C5
There's no surrender
    D5                     Bb5                 Gm                A
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's drift controlled

    D5               Bb5               Gm
A hostile spear, a new frontier, the end is near
F             C5
There's no surrender
    D5                     Bb5                 Gm                A   A5  Dm
The lines must hold, their story told, Rorke's drift controll