Dropkick Murphys – The Green Fields Of France tab
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The Green Fields Of France by Dropkick Murphys this is simaler to other vertions on here but it has a diffrent vertion of the lyrics hope u all enjoy |G |G |C |Am Well, how do you do, Private William McBride, |D |D |G |D Do you mind if I sit down here by your graveside? |G |G |C |Am And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun, |D |D |C |G I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done. |G |G |C |Am And I see by your gravestone you were only nineteen |D |D |G|D When you joined the glorious fallen in 1916, |G |G |C |Am Well, I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean |D |D |C |G Or, Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene? |D |D |C |G Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play the pipes lowly? |D |D |C |G Did the rifles fir o'er you as they lowered you down? |C |C |D |D Did the bugles sound The Last Post in chorus? |C |Am |D |G Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest? |G |G |C |Am And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind |D |D |G |D In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined? |G |G |C |Am And, though you died back in 1916, |D |D |C |G To that loyal heart are you forever nineteen? |G |G |C |Am Or are you a stranger without even a name, |D |D |G|D Forever enshrined behind some glass pane, |G |G |C |Am In an old photograph, torn and tattered and stained, |D |D |C |G And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame? |D |D |C |G Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play the pipes lowly? |D |D |C |G Did the rifles fir o'er you as they lowered you down? |C |C |D |D Did the bugles sound The Last Post in chorus? |C |Am |D |G Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest? |G |G |C |Am The sun's shining down on these green fields of France; |D |D |G |D The warm wind blows gently, and the red poppies dance. |G |G |C |Am The trenches have vanished long under the plow; |D |D |C |G No gas and no barbed wire, no guns firing now. |G |G |C |Am But here in this graveyard that's still No Man's Land |D |D |G |D The countless white crosses in mute witness stand |G |G |C |Am To man's blind indifference to his fellow man. |D |D |C |G And a whole generation who were butchered and damned. |D |D |C |G Did they Beat the drum slowly, did the play the pipes lowly? |D |D |C |G Did the rifles fir o'er you as they lowered you down? |C |C |D |D Did the bugles sound The Last Post in chorus? |C |Am |D |G Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest? |G |G |C |Am And I can't help but wonder, no Willie McBride, |D |D |G |D Do all those who lie here know why they died? |G |G |C |Am Did you really believe them when they told you "The Cause?" |D |D |C |G Did you really believe that this war would end wars? |G |G |C |Am Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame |D |D |G |D The killing, the dying, it was all done in vain, |D |D |C |G For Willie McBride, it all happened again, |D |D |C |G And again, and again, and again, and again.