#00459
Green Fields Of France (Eric Bogle) (No Man's Land)
See also: Willie McBride (Ryan's Fancy)
#93: YouTube video by NLTreasure
©2009 ~ Used with permission ~

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(Green Fields Of France)

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(The Last Post And Chorus)

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(The Flutes Of The Forest)

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Well, how do you do, Private Willie McBride?
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside?
And I'll rest for a while in the warm summer sun.
Been walking all day long and I'm nearly done.

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

Did they beat the drum slowly; did they sound the fife lowly;
Did the rifles fire o'er ye as they lowered you down?
Did the bugle sing The Last Post And Chorus;
Did the pipes play The Flutes Of The Forest?

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

Or are you a stranger without even a name,
Forever enshrined behind some glass pane,
In an old photograph, torn and tattered and stained,
And fading to yellow in a brown leather frame?

Did they beat the drum slowly; did they sound the fife lowly;
Did the rifles fire o'er ye as they lowered you down?
Did the bugle sing The Last Post And Chorus;
Did the pipes play The Flutes Of The Forest?

Ah the sun's shining now on these green fields of France,
The warm wind blows gently, the red poppies dance;
The trenches have vanished long under the plow,
No gas and no barbed wire, no guns firing now.

But here in this graveyard it's still no man's land.
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man,
And a whole generation who were butchered and damned.

Did they beat the drum slowly; did they sound the fife lowly;
Did the rifles fire o'er ye as they lowered you down?
Did the bugle sing The Last Post And Chorus;
Did the pipes play The Flutes Of The Forest?

And I can't help but wonder, Willie McBride,
Do all those who lie here know why they died?
Did you really believe them when they told you the cause?
You really believed that this war would end wars?

Well, the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame,
The killing, the dying, it was all done in vain;
For, Willie McBride, it's all happened again,
And again, and again, and again, and again.

Did they beat the drum slowly; did they sound the fife lowly;
Did the rifles fire o'er ye as they lowered thee down?
Did the bugle sing The Last Post And Chorus;
Did the pipes play The Flutes Of The Forest?

Did the bugle sing The Last Post And Chorus;
And did the pipes play The Flutes Of The Forest?

####.... Eric Bogle wrote this song as No Man's Land (Scraps Of Paper ©1983, Larrikin Music, Ltd, Sydney, Australia) ....####
Copyright Notice: Both Eric and his publisher would like you to have access to the lyrics of his songs for your own enjoyment but, should you wish to reproduce copies for any purpose, you should first seek permission from the Publisher at the following address: - Larrikin Music Pty Limited - 4/30-32 Carrington Street, - Sydney, NSW, - Australia, 2000.

See more songs by Eric Bogle.

The video above features a recording of a variant by the Furey Brothers and Davey Arthur.

A variant was arranged and recorded as Willie McBride by Ryan's Fancy.


See more songs by Ryan's Fancy.

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In 3/4 time - Intro:
| G | G | C | Am | D | D | G | D |

[G] How do you [G] do, Private [C] William Mc- [Am] Bride?
Do you [D] mind if I [D] sit here down [G] by your grave- [D] side?
And I'll [G] rest for a [G] while in the [C] warm summer [Am] sun,
I've been [D] walking all [D] day, and [C] I'm nearly [G] done.

And I [G] see by your [G] gravestone, you were [C] only nine- [Am] teen,
When you [D] joined the dead [D] heroes in [G] nineteen- [D] fifteen;
Well, I [G] hope you died [G] quick, and I [C] hope you died [Am] clean,
Or for [D] Willie Mc- [D] Bride, was it [C] slow and ob- [G] scene?

Did they [D] beat the drum [D] slowly; did they [C] play the pipe [G] lowly?
Did the [D] rifles fire [D] o'er you as they [C] lowered you [G] down?
Did the [C] bugle play The [C] Last Post And [D] Chorus?[D]
Did the [C] pipe play The [Am] Flowers Of The [D] For- [G] est?

Outro:
| G | G | C | Am | D | D | C | G |


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