Artist: | Dropkick Murphy´s (English) |
User: | TA52477 |
Duration: | 300 seconds |
Delay: | 25 seconds |
Chord names: | Not defined |
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Comment: | - |
The Green Fields of France
G Em C Am
D D7 C G
G Em C Am
Well how do you do young Willie McBride,
D D7 C G
do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside,
G Em C Am
and rest for a while in the warm summer sun,
D D7 C G
I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done.
G Em C Am
I see by your gravestone you were only nineteen,
D D7 C G G
when you joined the great fallen in nineteen-sixteen.
G Em C Am
I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean,
D D7 C G
or Willie McBride was it slow and obscene.
Chorus:
D D7 C G
Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly,
D D7 C D D
did they sound the dead march, as they lowered you down,
C C G Em
did the band play the last post and cho-o-rus,
G C D7 G G G
did the pipes play the flowers of the fo-o-rest.
G Em C Am
And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind,
D D7 C G
in some loyal heart is your memory enshrined,
G Em C Am
Although you died back in nineteen-sixteen,
D D7 C G
to that loyal heart you're forever nineteen.
G Em C Am
Or are you a stranger without even a name,
D D7 C G G
forever enshrined behind some old glass frame,
G Em C Am
in an old photograph, torn, tattered and stained,
D D7 C G
and faded to yellow in a brown leather frame.
Chorus:
D D7 C G
Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly,
D D7 C D D
did they sound the dead march, as they lowered you down,
C C G Em
did the band play the last post and cho-o-rus,
G C D7 G G G
did the pipes play the flowers of the fo-o-rest.
G Em C Am
The sun´s shining down, on these green fields of France,
D D7 C G
the warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance.
G Em C Am
The trenches have vanished, long under the plow,
D D7 C G
no gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing now.
G Em C Am
But here in this graveyard it's still "No Man's Land",
D D7 C G G
the countless white crosses in mute witness stand,
G Em C Am
to man's blind indifference to his fellow man,
D D7 C G
to a whole generation that were butchered and damned.
Chorus:
D D7 C G
Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly,
D D7 C D D
did they sound the dead march, as they lowered you down,
C C G Em
did the band play the last post and cho-o-rus,
G C D7 G G G
did the pipes play the flowers of the fo-o-rest.
G Em C Am
And I can´t help but wonder, oh Willie McBride,
D D7 C G
do all those who lie here, know why they die,
G Em C Am
did you really believe them, when they told you the cause,
D D7 C G
did they really believe, that this war would end wars.
G Em C Am
Well, the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame,
D D7 C G G
the killing and dying it was all done in vain.
G Em C Am
Oh, Willie McBride it all happened again,
D D7 C G
and again, and again, and again, and again.
Chorus:
D D7 C G
Did they beat the drum slowly, did they play the fife lowly,
D D7 C D D
did they sound the dead march, as they lowered you down,
C C G Em
did the band play the last post and cho-o-rus,
G C D7 G
did the pipes play the flowers of the fo-o-rest.