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

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