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

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