(Vocals only) 

[Verso 1]

N.C. 
In Flanders fields, the poppies blow 

Between the crosses, row on row 
N.C. 
That mark our place, and in the sky 

The larks still bravely singing fly 
N.C. 
Scarce heard amid the guns below 


[Verso 2]

           D                A 
We are the dead, short days ago 
                                D 
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow 
               Bm                A 
Loved and were loved, and now we lie 
            D 
In Flanders fields, in Flanders fields 


[Verso 3]

D                             A 
Take up our quarrel with the foe 
            A7               D 
To you from failing hands we throw 
             Bm    D          A 
The torch be yours to hold it high 
            D                 A 
If ye break faith with us who die 
                                   D 
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow 
        A   D 
In Flanders fields