Sabaton – Aces In Exile (Guitar)

F#m    C#     D    E   F#m
In the skies above the isle

Bm               C#

F#m D
F#m E
F#m D
D A E

F#m D
F#m E
F#m D
D F#m A E

F#m E F#m

[Verse]
[tab]F#m                      E
From near and far they arrived, joined the force

F#m                       E
Ready to serve the Allied command

F#m                               E
Sent into training, though they already earned their wings

F#m                                          E      A E
They were ready to fly they were fit for the fight

A           E                F#m
Once in the air the battle begins

A                    E                        C#
They've proven their worth now they fly for revenge

F#m               D     A                E
Fighter pilots in exile fly over foreign land

          A        D                   D     A     E
Let their story be heard tell of three-hundred-and-third

F#m               D      A                E
Fighter pilots of Poland in the battle of Britain

A            D            C#
Guarding the skies of the isle

F#m          E
Even at night shadows cover the ground

F#m                                 E
The fighting goes on from dusk till dawn

F#m                                             E
With the claw of the Reich with the claw of the eagle!

F#m                                        E    A E
They were ready to fly, they were ready to die

A         E                    F#m
Up in the air, the battle goes on

A                    E                          C#
They've proven their worth, now they have their revenge

F#m               D     A                E
Fighter pilots in exile fly over foreign land

           A       D                 D     A     E
Tell their story again tell of three-hundred-and-ten

F#m               D     A                E
Men from Czechoslovakia in the battle of Britain

A            D            C#     F#m
Guarding the skies of the isle

F#m      C#m         D              A        E
Over the battlefield brave men long way from home

F#m         C#m         D           A      E
Few are the chosen ones sent to the sky to die

F#m      C#m         D              A        E
Over the battlefield brave men long way from home

F#m         C#m         D           E      F#m
Few are the chosen ones sent to the sky to die

      A   E             F#m
(Ooo) fly - it echoes in history

A           E                    C#
Turning the tide in the heavens above

F#m               D     A                E
Fighter pilots in exile fly over foreign land

         A             D                 D     A     E
When the battle's been won, tell of four-hundred-and-one

F#m                 D       A                E
Fighter pilots from Canada, in the battle of Britain

A            D            C#     F#m
Guarding the skies of the isle

F#m         Bm     A                 E
On wings of history they turned from home

F#m      Bm       E             F#m
To live eternally skybound they roam

D         A        E       F#m
In all of history, never before

A             E     F#m
Was more owed to so few

D                 A E
Fighter pilots in exile!