🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Green Fields Of France - Celtic Thunder

 Well how do you do,  Willy McBride,
  you mind if I sit here down by your graveside,
 And rest for a while 'neath the  summer sun,
 I've been walking all day and  nearly done.
 
 I see by your  you were only 19,
 You joined the great fallin'  1916.
 Well I hope you died  and I hope you died clean.
 Willy McBride,  it slow and obscene?
 
 [Chorus:]
  they beat the drums slowly,
 Did they play  fife lowly?
 Did  sound a death march as they lowered you down?
 Did the band play  last post and chorus?
 Did the pipes play the flowers of  forest?
 
 Did you leave a  or a sweetheart behind,
 In some  heart, is your memory in shrine?
 And though you died back in 
 In that faithful heart, you're  19.
 
  are you a stranger without even a name,
 Enclosed forever  a glass pane.
 In an old  torn and battered and stained,
 And  to yellow in a brown yellow frame.
 
 [Chorus]
 
 Now Willy McBride, I can't  wondering why
 Do those who lie here know why they 
 Did they really  when they answered the cause,
 Did they really believe  this war would end wars?
 
 But the sorrow, the sufferin', the glory, the 
 The  and dying were all done in vain.
 But, Willy McBride, it all happened again,  again, and again, and again, and again.
 
 [Chorus]
 
 Did  pipes play the flowers of the forest?