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The Green Fields Of France by Dropkick Murphys

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    |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?
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And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun,
          |D          |D       |C         |G
I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done.

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And I see by your gravestone you were only nineteen
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When you joined the glorious fallen in 1916,
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Well, I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean
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Or, Willie McBride, was it slow and obscene?


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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?



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And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind
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In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined?
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And, though you died back in 1916,
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To that loyal heart are you forever nineteen?

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Or are you a stranger without even a name,
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Forever enshrined behind some glass pane,
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In an old photograph, torn and tattered and stained,
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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;
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The warm wind blows gently, and the red poppies dance.
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The trenches have vanished long under the plow;
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No gas and no barbed wire, no guns firing now.
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But here in this graveyard that's still No Man's Land
         |D              |D            |G       |D
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
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To man's blind indifference to his fellow man.
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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
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The killing, the dying, it was all done in vain,
    |D       |D            |C         |G
For Willie McBride, it all happened again,
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And again, and again, and again, and again.
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