GREEN FIELDS OF FRANCE - by Eric Bogle, as performed by DROPKICK MURPHYS Chords and pluck by Jens :) Snap a capo on the third fret Can't say they play these exact chords, i stole most of it from the original song, but it fits in and sounds beatuiful in my ears, cant help cryin to this song. They play something like this, and after like half the verses they Switch over to really fast up and down strokes, guess it fits better when u have a piano, i play the pluck throughout the whole song when i go solo. G Em C Am E|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------| B|------2---2-----|------0---0-----|------1---1-----|------1---1-----| G|----0---0---0---|----0---0---0---|----0---0---0---|----3---3---3---| D|----------------|----------------|----------------|----------------| A|----------------|----------------|--3-------------|--0-------------| E|--3-------------|--0-------------|----------------|----------------| And so on... Listen to the song to hear when to play the same chord twise and so on. havn't made an intro part, but it's just to play like the finishing line of chords in the chorus or something.

^GWell how do you ^Emdo young ^CWillie ^AmMcBride, Do you ^Dmind if I ^D7sit here down ^Cby your grav^Geside, And rest for a ^Emwhile in the ^Cwarm summer ^Amsun, I've been ^Dwalking all ^D7day and ^CI'm nearly ^Gdone. ^GI see by your ^Emgravestone you were ^Conly ^Am19, When you ^Djoined the great ^Cfallen in ^G19^D716, Well ^GI hope you died ^Emquick and I ^Amhope you died clean, Or ^DWillie Mc^D7Bride was it ^Cslow and ^Gobscene.

Chorus:

^GDid they ^Dbeat the drum ^D7slowly, Did they p^Clay the fife l^Gowly, Did they ^Dsound the dead ^D7march, as they ^Clowered you ^Ddown, Did the ^Cband play the last post and c^Ghoru^Ems, Did the ^Gpipes play the ^CFlowers of the ^D7Fores^Gt.

^G And did you le^Emave a wife^C or a sweet^Amheart behind, ^D In some ^D7loyal heart is^C your memory^G enshrined, And thoug^Emh you died ba^Cck^Am in 1916, ^D To that ^D7loyal heart y^Cou're fo^Grever 19. ^G Or are ^Emyou a stranger wi^Cthout e^Amven a name, ^D Fo^Crever enshrined be^Ghind some old g^D7lass pane, In ^Gan old photo^Emgraph all torn ^Amtattered and stained, And ^Dfaded to ^D7yellow in a ^Cbrown leathe^Gr frame.

Chorus

^G The sun's sh^Emining down on ^Cthese green fiel^Amds of France, ^D The warm wind ^D7blows gently an^Cd the red po^Gppies dance, ^EmThe trenches h^Cave vanish^Amed long under the plow ^D No gas, no b^D7arbed wir^Ce, no guns f^Giring now. ^G But here in^Em this graveyard^C it's still &quo^Amt;No Man's Land", ^D The countless ^Cwhite cross^Ges in mute wi^D7tness stand, ^G To man's ^Emblind indifferen^Amce to his fellow man, ^DAnd a who^D7le generation that^C were butchere^Gd and damned.

Chorus

^GAnd I can't hel^Emp but wonde^Cr, oh Wil^Amlie McBride ^D Do all thos^D7e who lie^C here know why^G they die, Did you r^Emeally bel^Cieve them when they t^Gold you the cause Did they r^Deally be^D7lieve that this ^Cwar would end ^Gwars. Well,^G the suffering^Em, the sorrow^C, the glory^Am, the shame ^D The killin^Cg and dyi^Gng it was all do^D7ne in vain, Oh ^GWillie Mc^EmBride it all ^Amhappened again, And ^Dagain, a^D7nd again, a^Cnd again, a^Gnd again.

With a reservation for errors, guess if you don't totally suck you can make up for them yourself... Jenzzza@hotmail.com

Dropkick Murphys - Green fields of france