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

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