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Karaokê The Green Fields of France (No Man's Land) - Dropkick Murphys

Esta música é uma versão de The Green Fields of France (No Man's Land), popularizada por Dropkick Murphys

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Sobre

Com coros (com ou sem vozes na versão KFN)

Tempo: variável (aproximadamente 145 BPM)

Tonalidade idêntica ao original: E♭

Duração: 04:47 - Visualizar: 03:00

Ano de lançamento: 2005
Estilos: Celta, Folk, Em inglês
Autor Original: Eric Bogle

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Letra The Green Fields of France (No Man's Land)

Oh how do you do young Willy McBride?
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside?
And rest for a while in the warm summer sun
I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done
And I see by your gravestone you were only nineteen
When you joined the great fallen in nineteen sixteen
Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean
Or Willy McBride was it slow and obscene?
Did they beat the drums slowly?
Did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play the last post and chorus?
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest?
And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind?
In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined
And though you died back in nineteen sixteen
To that loyal heart you're forever nineteen
Or are you a stranger without even a name?
Forever enshrined behind some old glass pane
In an old photograph torn tattered and stained
And faded to yellow in a brown leather frame
Did they beat the drums slowly?
Did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play the last post and chorus?
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest?
The sun shining down on these green fields of France
The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance
The trenches have vanished long under the plow
No gas, no barbed wire no guns firing now
But here in this graveyard that's still no mans land
The countless white crosses in mute witness stand
To man's blind indifference to his fellow man
And a whole generation were butchered and damned
Did they beat the drums slowly?
Did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play the last post and chorus?
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest?
And I can't help but wonder oh Willy McBride
Do all those who lie here know why they died?
Did you really believe them when they told you the cause?
Did you really believe that this war would end wars?
Well the suffering, the sorrow the glory, the shame
The killing and dying it was all done in vain
Oh Willy McBride it all happened again and again and again and again and again
Did they beat the drums slowly?
Did they play the fife lowly?
Did they sound the death march as they lowered you down?
Did the band play the last post and chorus?
Did the pipes play the flowers of the forest?

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