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

 Well how do you do, young Willy 
 Do you mind if I sit here down by  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  19,
  joined the great fallin' in 1916.
 Well I hope you died quick, and I  you died clean.
 Willy McBride, was  slow and obscene?
 
 [Chorus:]
 Did they beat the  slowly,
 Did they play the  lowly?
 Did they sound a death  as they lowered you down?
 Did the band play the last post and 
 Did the  play the flowers of the forest?
 
 Did you leave a wife or a sweetheart 
 In some faithful heart, is  memory in shrine?
 And  you died back in 1916,
 In that faithful heart, you're forever 
 
 Or are  a stranger without even a name,
  forever behind a glass pane.
 In an old photograph, torn and  and stained,
 And faded to  in a brown yellow frame.
 
 [Chorus]
 
 Now Willy McBride,  can't help wondering why
 Do those who lie here know why they 
 Did they really believe when they  the cause,
  they really believe that this war would end wars?
 
 But  sorrow, the sufferin', the glory, the pain
 The killing and dying were all done in 
 But, Willy McBride, it all happened  and again, and again, and again, and again.
 
 [Chorus]
 
 Did the pipes play the flowers of  forest?