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

 Well how do you  young Willy McBride,
 Do you mind if I sit  down by your graveside,
 And rest for a while 'neath  warm summer sun,
 I've been walking all day and I'm  done.
 
 I see by your gravestone you were  19,
 You  the great fallin' in 1916.
 Well I  you died quick, and I hope you died clean.
 Willy McBride, was it  and obscene?
 
 [Chorus:]
 Did they  the drums slowly,
 Did  play the fife lowly?
 Did they sound a death  as they lowered you down?
 Did the  play the last post and chorus?
 Did  pipes play the flowers of the forest?
 
 Did  leave a wife or a sweetheart behind,
 In some  heart, is your memory in shrine?
  though you died back in 1916,
 In  faithful heart, you're 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 brown yellow 
 
 [Chorus]
 
  Willy McBride, I can't help wondering why
 Do those who lie here know  they died.
 Did they  believe when they answered the cause,
 Did they really  that this war would end wars?
 
 But the sorrow, the  the glory, the pain
 The killing and dying were all done in 
 But,  McBride, it all happened again, and again, and again, and again, and again.
 
 [Chorus]
 
 Did the pipes  the flowers of the forest?