Thank U so much. Please follow our channel and watch best videos.
For more infomation >> Tổng hợp các pha hài hước 2018 phần 5 video hài hước 2018 - Duration: 9:41. 
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 1916
Well I hope you died quick And I hope you died clean
Or Willy McBride, was is 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 1916 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
Đăng ký:
Đăng Nhận xét (Atom)
Không có nhận xét nào:
Đăng nhận xét