时间：2008-06-06
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No Man's Land(Green Fields of France) - John Schumann and The Vagabond Crew/Eric Bogle
Written by：Eric Bogle
Well how'd you do private William McBride
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside
I'll rest here awhile in the warm summer sun
I've been walking all day lord and I'm nearly done
And I see by your gravestone you were only 19
When you joined the glorious fallen back in 1916
Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean
Or Willie McBride was it slow and obscene
Did they beat the drum so slowly
Did they sound the fife so lowly
Did the rifles fire o'er you as they lowered you down
Did the bugles sing the last post in 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
And though you died wait back in 1915
In some faithful heart are you forever 19
And I can't help but wonder now Willie McBride
Do all those who lie here know why that they died
Did you really believe them when they told you the cause
Did you really believe that this war would end wars
Did they beat the drum so slowly
They sound the fife so lowly
Did the rifles fire o'er you as they lowered you down
Did the bugles sing the last post in chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest
Well the suffering the sorrow the glory and the shame
The killing and the dying it was all done in vain
For Willie McBride it all happened again
And again and again
It's happening again
Did they beat the drum so slowly
Did they sound the fife so lowly
Did the rifles fire o'er you as they lowered you down
Did the bugles sing the last post in chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest
Did the bugles sing the last post in chorus
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest
