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

 Well  do you do, young Willy McBride,
 Do you  if I sit here down by your graveside,
 And rest for a while 'neath the warm summer 
 I've been walking all day and  nearly done.
 
 I  by your gravestone you were only 19,
 You  the great fallin' in 1916.
 Well I hope you died quick, and I hope you died 
 Willy  was it slow and obscene?
 
 [Chorus:]
 Did they beat  drums slowly,
 Did they play  fife lowly?
 Did they sound a  march as they lowered you down?
 Did the band  the last post and chorus?
 Did the pipes  the flowers of the forest?
 
  you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind,
 In some faithful heart, is your memory  shrine?
 And though you died back  1916,
 In that faithful heart, you're forever 
 
 Or are you a stranger  even a name,
 Enclosed forever behind a  pane.
  an old photograph, torn and battered and stained,
 And faded  yellow in a brown yellow frame.
 
 [Chorus]
 
 Now Willy McBride, I can't  wondering why
 Do those who lie  know why they died.
 Did they really believe when they  the cause,
  they really believe that this war would end wars?
 
 But the sorrow,  sufferin', the glory, the pain
 The killing  dying were all done in vain.
 But, Willy McBride, it all happened again, and again, and again,  again, and again.
 
 [Chorus]
 
  the pipes play the flowers of the forest?