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No Mans Land

アーティスト:Eric Bogle 

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Well how do you do, Private William McBride Do you mind if I sit here down by your grave side? A rest for awhile in the warm summer sun I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done And I see by your gravestone that 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 sound the pipes lowly? Did the rifles fire o'er ye as they lowered you down? Did the bugle sing '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 faithful heart is your memory enshrined And though you died back in 1916 To that loyal heart are you always 19 Or are you just a stranger without even a name Forever enclosed 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 pipes lowly? Did the rifles fire o'er ye as they lowered you down? Did the bugle sing 'The Last Post' in chorus? Did the pipes play 'The Flowers o' the Forest'? Well the sun it shines down on these green fields of France The warm wind blows gently and


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