Chords for Green Fields of France - Tommy Fleming
Tempo:
128.25 bpm
Chords used:
F
Eb
Bb
Gm
Cm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret

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[Bb]
[Cm]
[F] [C]
[F]
[Eb] [Bb]
Well, how do you [Gm] do, [Cm] young Willie McBride?
[F] Do you [Bb] mind if I sit here [Eb] down by your [Bb] graveside?
[Gm] for a while, [Cm] near the [D] warm summer [Eb] sun?
[Cm]
[F] [C]
[F]
[Eb] [Bb]
Well, how do you [Gm] do, [Cm] young Willie McBride?
[F] Do you [Bb] mind if I sit here [Eb] down by your [Bb] graveside?
[Gm] for a while, [Cm] near the [D] warm summer [Eb] sun?
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Cm
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_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ [F] _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ Well, how do you [Gm] do, [Cm] young Willie _ _ McBride?
[F] Do you [Bb] mind if I sit here [Eb] down by your [Bb] graveside?
_ And rest [Gm] for a while, [Cm] near the [D] warm summer [Eb] sun?
_ [F]
I've been walking [C] [F] all day, _ [Eb] and I'm nearly [Fm]
[Bb] done.
I _ _ _ see by [Gm] your gravestone [Cm] you're only nineteen,
_ [F] When you joined the Great Fallen [Eb] in _ [F] 1916. _ _ _ _
[Bb] Well, I hope you died well, and [Cm] I hope [Bb] you [Eb] died clean.
[Cm] [F] Young Willie _ McBride, was [Eb] it slow and [Bb] obscene?
Did they [F] beat the drums slowly?
[Eb] Did they play [Bb] the pipes slowly?
Did [F] they sound the dead march as [Eb] they lowered you [F] down? _
_ _ Did the [Eb] band play [F] the last post [Bb] and chorus?
[Am] _ [Gm] _ _ Did [Bb] the pipes play the flowers [Eb] of [F] the _ _ [Bb] forest? _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Did you leave [Gm] a wife [Cm] or a sweetheart _ behind? _
[F] In that loyal heart is [Eb] your memory _ [F] enshrined?
[Bb] And although you [Gm] died back _ in _ [F] [Cm] 1916,
_ [Bb] [F] To that faithful heart are you [Eb] forever _
[Bb] nineteen? _ _ _
Or are [Gm] you a stranger without [Cm] even [Eb] a name,
_ [F] _ Encased forever _ [Eb] behind a [F] glass frame?
_ _ [Bb] _ In an old _ [Gm] photograph, [Cm] torn and [Dm] battered and [Cm] stained, _
[F] And faded to yellow [Eb] in a brown leather [Bb] _ frame?
Did they [F] beat the drums slowly?
[Eb] Did they play the [Bb] pipes slowly?
Did [F] they sound the dead march [Eb] as they lowered [F] you down?
_ _ _ Did the [Eb] band play [F] the last post [Bb] and [F] chorus?
_ [Gm] _
Did [Bb] the pipes [Eb] play the flowers [F] of the _ [Bb] forest?
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The sun [Eb] now it [Gm] shines on [Cm] the green fields of France.
[F] There's the warm breeze that blows, that makes [Eb] the wild puppies [Bb] _ dance.
The trenches [Gm] have vanished [Cm] long under the plow.
[F] There's no gas, no barbed wire, there's [Eb] no guns [Bb] firing now.
But _ _ here [Gm] in this graveyard that's [Eb] still no man's land,
[F] The countless white crosses [Eb] stand mute in the [F] sand. _
_ [Bb] To a man's blind [Gm] _ indifference, [Cm] to his fellow man,
And [F] to a whole _ generation [Eb] that were [Bb] butchered and damned.
[F] Did they beat the drums slowly?
[Eb] Did they play [Bb] the pipes slowly?
[F] Did they sound the dead march [Eb] as they lowered [F] you down? _ _
[Eb] Did the band play [F] the last [Bb] post and [F] chorus?
[Gm] _ _
[Bb] Did the pipes [Eb] play the flowers [F] of the _ [Bb] forest? _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ And I can't [Gm] help but wonder now, young Malene [Eb] _ McBride,
[F] Do all those who lie here [Eb] know why [Bb] they died?
Did you really [Gm] believe them when they [Cm] told you the cause?
[F] Did you really believe them at [Eb] this war, red-end [Bb] _ wars?
_ Well, the suffering, [Gm] the sorrow, [Cm] the glory, the shame,
[F] The killing and dying [Eb] were all done [F] in vain.
_ Well, [Bb] young Willie [Gm] _ McBride, [Cm] it all happened again. _
[F] Again and again [Eb] and again [Bb] and again.
Did [F] they beat the drums slowly?
[Eb] Did they play the [Bb] pipes slowly?
[F] Did they sound the dead march [Eb] as they lowered [F] you down?
_ Did [Eb] the band play [F] the last post [Bb] and chorus?
[Dm] _
[Gm] _ Did [Bb] the pipes play [Eb] the flowers of [F] the _ [Bb] forest? _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] Thank you. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Thanks a million. _
_ _ _ _ Thank you. _ _ _ _ _
_ Thank you so much. _ _
_ _ Ralph Emerson once said that what lies behind us and what lies before us
_ are very different things to what lie within us. _
And this song reflects that quote, _ _ written by Johnny Duhon. _
_ It explores family life, marriage, _ all the aspirations,
the hopes, the dreams of several generations.
_ And _ to reach that final goal, which is, _ I suppose,
the holy grail of life, which is happiness,
_ _ _ this song is called The
_ _ _ _ _ [Cm] _
_ [F] _ [C] _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ Well, how do you [Gm] do, [Cm] young Willie _ _ McBride?
[F] Do you [Bb] mind if I sit here [Eb] down by your [Bb] graveside?
_ And rest [Gm] for a while, [Cm] near the [D] warm summer [Eb] sun?
_ [F]
I've been walking [C] [F] all day, _ [Eb] and I'm nearly [Fm]
[Bb] done.
I _ _ _ see by [Gm] your gravestone [Cm] you're only nineteen,
_ [F] When you joined the Great Fallen [Eb] in _ [F] 1916. _ _ _ _
[Bb] Well, I hope you died well, and [Cm] I hope [Bb] you [Eb] died clean.
[Cm] [F] Young Willie _ McBride, was [Eb] it slow and [Bb] obscene?
Did they [F] beat the drums slowly?
[Eb] Did they play [Bb] the pipes slowly?
Did [F] they sound the dead march as [Eb] they lowered you [F] down? _
_ _ Did the [Eb] band play [F] the last post [Bb] and chorus?
[Am] _ [Gm] _ _ Did [Bb] the pipes play the flowers [Eb] of [F] the _ _ [Bb] forest? _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Did you leave [Gm] a wife [Cm] or a sweetheart _ behind? _
[F] In that loyal heart is [Eb] your memory _ [F] enshrined?
[Bb] And although you [Gm] died back _ in _ [F] [Cm] 1916,
_ [Bb] [F] To that faithful heart are you [Eb] forever _
[Bb] nineteen? _ _ _
Or are [Gm] you a stranger without [Cm] even [Eb] a name,
_ [F] _ Encased forever _ [Eb] behind a [F] glass frame?
_ _ [Bb] _ In an old _ [Gm] photograph, [Cm] torn and [Dm] battered and [Cm] stained, _
[F] And faded to yellow [Eb] in a brown leather [Bb] _ frame?
Did they [F] beat the drums slowly?
[Eb] Did they play the [Bb] pipes slowly?
Did [F] they sound the dead march [Eb] as they lowered [F] you down?
_ _ _ Did the [Eb] band play [F] the last post [Bb] and [F] chorus?
_ [Gm] _
Did [Bb] the pipes [Eb] play the flowers [F] of the _ [Bb] forest?
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ The sun [Eb] now it [Gm] shines on [Cm] the green fields of France.
[F] There's the warm breeze that blows, that makes [Eb] the wild puppies [Bb] _ dance.
The trenches [Gm] have vanished [Cm] long under the plow.
[F] There's no gas, no barbed wire, there's [Eb] no guns [Bb] firing now.
But _ _ here [Gm] in this graveyard that's [Eb] still no man's land,
[F] The countless white crosses [Eb] stand mute in the [F] sand. _
_ [Bb] To a man's blind [Gm] _ indifference, [Cm] to his fellow man,
And [F] to a whole _ generation [Eb] that were [Bb] butchered and damned.
[F] Did they beat the drums slowly?
[Eb] Did they play [Bb] the pipes slowly?
[F] Did they sound the dead march [Eb] as they lowered [F] you down? _ _
[Eb] Did the band play [F] the last [Bb] post and [F] chorus?
[Gm] _ _
[Bb] Did the pipes [Eb] play the flowers [F] of the _ [Bb] forest? _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ And I can't [Gm] help but wonder now, young Malene [Eb] _ McBride,
[F] Do all those who lie here [Eb] know why [Bb] they died?
Did you really [Gm] believe them when they [Cm] told you the cause?
[F] Did you really believe them at [Eb] this war, red-end [Bb] _ wars?
_ Well, the suffering, [Gm] the sorrow, [Cm] the glory, the shame,
[F] The killing and dying [Eb] were all done [F] in vain.
_ Well, [Bb] young Willie [Gm] _ McBride, [Cm] it all happened again. _
[F] Again and again [Eb] and again [Bb] and again.
Did [F] they beat the drums slowly?
[Eb] Did they play the [Bb] pipes slowly?
[F] Did they sound the dead march [Eb] as they lowered [F] you down?
_ Did [Eb] the band play [F] the last post [Bb] and chorus?
[Dm] _
[Gm] _ Did [Bb] the pipes play [Eb] the flowers of [F] the _ [Bb] forest? _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [N] Thank you. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Thanks a million. _
_ _ _ _ Thank you. _ _ _ _ _
_ Thank you so much. _ _
_ _ Ralph Emerson once said that what lies behind us and what lies before us
_ are very different things to what lie within us. _
And this song reflects that quote, _ _ written by Johnny Duhon. _
_ It explores family life, marriage, _ all the aspirations,
the hopes, the dreams of several generations.
_ And _ to reach that final goal, which is, _ I suppose,
the holy grail of life, which is happiness,
_ _ _ this song is called The