Can you hear the drums, Fer nan do?

I re mem ber long a go an oth er star ry night like (F#m)this.

In the fi re light, Fer (Bm)nan do,

you were hum ming to your self and soft ly strum ming your gui (E)tar.

I could hear the dis tant drums and sounds of bu gle calls were com ing from a (A)far.

They were clos er now, Fer nan do.

Ev ’ry ho ur, ev ’ry min ute seemed to last e ter nal (F#m)ly.

I was so a fraid, Fer (Bm)nan do,

we were young and full of life and none of us pre pared to (E)die.

And I’m not a shamed to say the roar of guns and can nons com ing from a (A)far.

al most made me (A)cry.

There was some thing in the (E7)air that night, the stars were bright, Fer nan do.

They were shin ing there for (E7)you and me, for lib er ty, Fer nan do.

Though we (Gdim7)nev er thought that we could lose,

there’s no re gret.

If I had to do the (E7)same a gain, I would, my friend, Fer nan do.

If I had to do the (E7)same a gain, I would, my friend, Fer nan do.

There was some thing in the (E7)air that night, the stars were bright, Fer nan do.

They were shin ing there for (E7)you and me, for lib er ty, Fer nan do.

Though we (Gdim7)nev er thought that we could lose,

there’s no re gret.

If I had to do the (E7)same a gain, I would, my friend, Fer nan do.

If I had to do the (E7)same a gain, I would, my friend, Fer nan do.

If I had to do the