No Man's Land (Green Fields of France)

No Man's Land(Green Fields of France) - Joss Stone (乔丝·史东)/Jeff Beck (杰夫·贝克)

Written by：Eric Bogle

Well how do you do young William McBride

Do you mind if I sit here down by your grave side

A rest for a while beneath the warm summer sun

I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done

And I see by your gravestone you were only 19

When you joined the glorious fallen in 1916

Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean

Or William McBride was it slow and obscene

Did they beat the drum slowly

Did they play the fire lowly

Did the sound of their mouths as they lowered you down

Did the bugle play the last post in chorus

Did the pipes play the flowers o' 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 1916

In that loyal heart are you forever 19

Did they beat the drum slowly

Did they play the fire lowly

Did the sound of their mouths as they lowered you down

Did the bugle play the last post in chorus

Did the pipes play the flowers o' the forest

And I see by your gravestone you were only 19

When you joined the glorious fallen in 1916

Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean

Or William McBride was it slow was it obscene

Did they beat the drum slowly

Did they play the fire lowly

Did the sound of their mouths as they lowered you down

Did the bugle play the last post in chorus

Did the pipes play the flowers o' the forest

Did they beat the drum slowly

Did they play the fire lowly

Did the sound of their mouths as they lowered you to the ground

Did the bugle play the last post in chorus

Did the pipes play the flowers o' the forest

Did the bugle play the last post in chorus

Did the pipes play the flowers o' the forest