Luyện nghe bài hát The Green Fields Of France

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Oh how do you do, young McBride?
Do you mind if I sit here down by graveside,
And rest for a while in the warm summer
I've been walking all day, and I'm done.
And I see by your you were only nineteen
When you joined the great in Nineteen-Sixteen.
Well I hoped you quick, and I hoped you died clean,
Or McBride, was it slow and obscene?

Did beat the drums slowly,
Did they play the lowly,
Did they the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play the last in chorus,
Did the pipes play the flowers of the

And Did you leave a wife or a behind?
In loyal heart, is your memory enshrined?
And you died back in Nineteen-Sixteen,
To that loyal heart forever nineteen,
Or are you a without even a name,
Forever behind some old glass pane,
In an old torn and tattered and stained,
And fading to yellow in a leather frame

Did they beat the slowly,
Did they the fife lowly,
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you
Did the band play the last in chorus,
Did the play the flowers of the forest?

The sun's down on these green fields of France,
The warm wind gently and the red poppies dance.
The trenches vanished long under the plow,
No gas, no barbed no guns firing now!
But here in this graveyard, still no mans land,
The countless white in mute witness stand,
To a man's blind indifference to his man,
And a generation were butchered and damned

Did they beat the slowly,
Did play the fife lowly,
Did they sound the march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play the last and chorus,
Did the play the flowers of the forest?

And I can't help but wonder oh McBride,
Do all those that lie here know why died,
Did you believe them when they told you the cause,
Did you really believe this war would end wars?
the suffring', the sorrow, the glory, the shame,
The killing and it was all done in vain.
Oh McBride, it all happened again,
And again and and again and again!

Did beat the drums slowly,
Did they play the lowly,
Did they sound the death march as lowered you down?
Did the band play the last in chorus,
Did the pipes the flowers of the forest?