I'm[D] lying in bed I'm in[G] room Twenty-[D]six
Thinking on things that I've[A] done
Like[D] drinkin' with squaddies and[G] bullin' my[D] boots
I'm countin' the[A] medals I've[D] won

These hospital wards they're all drab lookin' joints
But the ceiling's as much as I see
It could do with a wee touch of paper
And paint but then again maybe that's me

Chorus:
Oh[G] sergeant is this the adventure you[D] meant
When I put my name[G] down on the[A] line
All that[D] talk of computers and[G] sunshine and[D] skis
All I'm asking you[A] sergeant where's[D] mine

I've a brother in Glasgow with long curly hair
When I joined up he said I was daft
He's says shooting strangers just is'na his game
That brother of my is'na saft
But I can put up with most things I've done in my time
I can even put up with the pains
But what do you do with a gun in your hand
When you're faced with a hundred odd wanes

Chorus:
Oh sergeant is this the adventure you meant
When I put my name down on the line
All that talk of computers and sunshine and skis
All I'm asking you sergeant where's mine
Oh sergeant is this the adventure you meant
When I put my name down on the line
All that talk of computers and sunshine and skis
All I'm asking you sergeant where's mine