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

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