The Green Fields Of France 가사

Well, how do you do young willie mcbride Do you mind if i sit here down by your graveside And rest for a while 'neath the warm summer sun I've been walking all day and i'm nearly done I see by your gravestone you were only 19 When you joined the great fall-in in 1916 Well i hope you died quick and i hope you died clean Willie mcbride, was it slow and obscene Did they beat the drum slowly Did they play the fife lowly Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down Did the band play the last post and chorus Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest Did you leave a ere wife or a sweetheart behind In some faithful heart is your memory enshrined And though you died back in 1916 In that faithful heart you're forever 19 Or are you a stranger without even a name Enclosed forever behind a glass pane In an old photograph torn, battered and stained And faded to yellow in a brown leather frame Did they beat the drum slowly Did they play the fife lowly Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down Did the band play the last post and chorus Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest Now, willie mcbride, i can't help wonder why Do those who lie here know why did they died Did they believe when they answered the cause Did they really believe that this war would end wars But the sorrow, the suffering, the glory, the pain The killing and the dying were all done in vain But for, willie mcbride, it all happened again And again and again and again and again Did they beat the drum slowly Did they play the fife lowly Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down Did the band play the last post and chorus Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest