D5                  A
In Flanders fields, the poppies blow
                            D5
Between the crosses, row on row
              Bm                A
That mark our place, and in the sky
                D5              A
The larks still bravely singing fly
                             D5
Scarce heard amid the guns below 

           D5               A
We are the dead, short days ago
                                D5
We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow
               Bm                A
Loved and were loved, and now we lie
            D5
In Flanders fields, in Flanders fields
             D5               A
Take up our quarrel with the foe
            A7               D5
To you from failing hands we throw
             Bm    D5         A
The torch be yours to hold it high
            D5                A
If ye break faith with us who die
                                   D5
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
   D5  A    D5
In Flanders fields