| Song Name: | Greenfields of France | By: | Eric Bogle |
| Posted By: | Eucalypt_040 | Difficulty: | Beginner |
| Key: | Any | Genre: | Folk |
| Harp Type: | Diatonic | ||
| Created: | 2007-09-07 03:09:07 | Modified: | 2008-02-04 05:02:36 |
| Song: | The Greenfields Of France
Words and music by Eric Bogle 6 6 6 6 7 7 Well how do you do young -6 -6 -5 -4 Will-ie Mc Bride 7 7 -7 -7 7 -8 8 -8 7 -5 Do you mind if I sit here down by your -6 6 6 6 6 6 7 Grave-side and rest for a-while 7 7 -6 -6 -5 -4 7 7 Neath the warm sum-mer sun I've been -7 -7 7 -8 8 7 7 -8 7 Work-ing all day and I'm near-ly done 9 9 9 9 9 -9 -9 8 I see by your grave-stone you were -8 -8 8 -9 -9 8 -8 -8 8 On-ly nine-teen when you joined the great -9 8 -8 7 -8 8 -8--------9 9 Fall-en in nine-teen six-teen I hope 9 9 9 -9 8 -8 -8 7 -6 You died well and I hope you died clean -7 7 -8 -8 8 -9 8 -8 Or young Will-ie Mc Bride was it 7 7 -8 7 Slow and ob-scene CHORUS 7 -8 -8 -8 -8 -8 8 -9 -9 Did they beat the drum slow-ly did they -9 9 -9 8 7 7 7 Sound the fife low-ly did they -8 -8 -8 -8 -8 8 Sound the dead march as they -9 9 -9 -8 Lower-ed you down -8 -8 8 -9 -9 -9 -9 9 And did the band play the last post -9 -9 8 8 -8 7 7 -8 And chor-us did the pipes play the 8 -9 8 -8 7 -7 7 Flower O' The For--------est The rest of the verses follow on page 2 The Green fields of Francel And did you leave e;er a wife or a sweetheart behind In some faithful heart is your memory enshrined Although you died back in nineteen sixteen In some faithful heart are you forever nineteen Or are you astranger without even a name Enclosed in forever behind a glass frame In an old photograph torn,battered and stained And faded to yellow in a brown leather frame The sun now it shines o;er the green fields of France There's warm summer breeze makes the red poppies dance And look how the sun shines from under the clouds There's no gas or barbed wire,there's no guns firing now But here in this graveyard it's still nomans land The countless white crosses stand mute in the sand To man's blind indifference to his fellow man To a whole generation who were butchered and damned Now young Willie McBride,I can't help wonder why Do all those who lie here know why did they die And did they believe when they answered the call Did they really believe that this war would end wars Well the sorrow,the suffering,the glory,the pain, The killing,the dying was all done in vain For young Willie Mc Bride it all happened again And again and again and again. |
