or: F#m D E Chorus: It`s whcan do with you VERSE 3: The garnison sleeps in the citadel with the ghosts and the ancient stones High on the parapet the scottish pipers stands alone High on the wind the highland drums begin to roll And something from the past just comes and stares into my soul PRE-CHORUS: with you VERSE 4: There’s a chink of light as a burning wick, there’s a lantern in the tower Wee Willie Winkie with the candle sticks still writing songs in the wee Wee hours On cha (chordiearchive.chordie.com)