Bm A Bm A Em The sun was hot and the air was heavy and the marching men came by D You stood at the door and you watched them pass you asked the reason why Em The sound of steel on their jackboot heel came pounding through your head D Em A Your reason is past, they've come at last, with the blessings of the dead. D A G D Hey Sandy, hey Sandy why are you the one? D A G D All the years of growing up are wasted now and gone. Em A Did you see them turn did you feel the burn of the bullets as they flew? D A G D Hey Sandy, hey Sandy just what did you do?