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

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