Текст (слова) песни: John Mcdermott - The Green Fields of France

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,

Ive been walking all day and Im nearly done

I see by your gravestone you were only 19

When you joined the great fall-in in 1916

I hope you died well and I hope you died clean

Or young 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 wife or a sweetheart behind

In some faithful heart is your memory enshrined

Although you died back in 1916

In that faithful heart are you forever 19

Or are you a stranger without even a name

Enclosed then forever behind a glass frame

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

The sun now it shines on the green fields of france

Theres a warm summer breeze makes the red poppies dance

And look how the sun shines from under the clouds

Theres no gas, no barbwire, theres no guns firing now

But here in this graveyard its still no mans land

The countless white crosses stand mute in the sand

To mans blind indifference to his fellow man

To a whole generation that were butchered and damned.

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 young willie mcbride I cant help wonder why

Do those who lie here know why did they die

Did they believe when they answered the call

Did they really believe that this war would end wars

Well the sorrow, the suffering, the glory, the pain

The killing and the dying were all done in vain

For young 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

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: John Mcdermott - The Green Fields of France 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, Ive been walking all day and Im nearly done I see by your gravestone you were only 19 When you joined the great fall-in in 1916 I hope you died well and I hope you died clean Or young 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 wife or a sweetheart behind In some faithful heart is your memory enshrined Although you died back in 1916 In that faithful heart are you forever 19 Or are you a stranger without even a name Enclosed then forever behind a glass frame 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 The sun now it shines on the green fields of france Theres a warm summer breeze makes the red poppies dance And look how the sun shines from under the clouds Theres no gas, no barbwire, theres no guns firing now But here in this graveyard its still no mans land The countless white crosses stand mute in the sand To mans blind indifference to his fellow man To a whole generation that were butchered and damned. 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 young willie mcbride I cant help wonder why Do those who lie here know why did they die Did they believe when they answered the call Did they really believe that this war would end wars Well the sorrow, the suffering, the glory, the pain The killing and the dying were all done in vain For young 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 Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни The Green Fields of France: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/18300.html Все тексты песен: John Mcdermott » John Mcdermott - Panis Angelicus » John Mcdermott - Danny Boy » John Mcdermott - My Ain Folk » John Mcdermott - By Yon Bonnie Banks » John Mcdermott - The Dutchman » John Mcdermott - The Old House » John Mcdermott - The Fields of Athenry » John Mcdermott - Friend Like You » John Mcdermott - Sonny`s Dream » John Mcdermott - Sweet Sister Mary » John Mcdermott - The Sun is Burning » John Mcdermott - My Bonnie » John Mcdermott - Believe Me if All Those Endearing Young » John Mcdermott - Natives » John Mcdermott - Christmas Memories » John Mcdermott - Flow Gently Sweet Afton » John Mcdermott - When I Grow Too Old to Dream » John Mcdermott - The Spanish Lady » John Mcdermott - The Faded Coat of Blue » John Mcdermott - The Parting Glass Рекомендуем скачать: » Павел Матвейко - Снег и вечер » Полотно Анатолий - Сказка о рыбаке и рыбке » Пилот - Шнурок » Петр Копытов - Ностальгия по Красноярску » Петр Мамонов, Звуки МУ - Консервный нож » Песни из мультфильмов - Приключения капитана Врунгеля » Петр Копытов - Азартны мы без меры и без краю... » Петр Давыдов - Нас окружают миражи... » Полина Ростова - Падала звезда » Петр Копытов - Пейзаж с паутиной » Петр Кошелев - Человеческая » Петлюра - Долгая разлука » Премьер-министр - Плачет дождик (совместно с Н.Кадышевой) » Парк Горького, Gorky Park - I`m going down » Петлюра - Гитара семиструнная » Пьер Нарцисс - О, любовь » Паскаль - Крепкий напиток » Пикник, Эдмунд Шклярский - Все остальное » Пикник, Эдмунд Шклярский - Я пущенная стрела » Песни о компьютерах - Утекай
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