Eric Bogle - No mans land

W^Dell, how do you ^Bmdo young ^GWillie Mc^EmBride, Do you ^Amind if I sit here down ^Dby your grave-^Aside, And ^Drest for a ^Bmwhile ‘neath the ^Gwarm summer ^Emsun, I’ve been ^Awalking all day and ^GI’m nearly ^Ddone.) I ^Dsee by your ^Bmgravestone you were ^Gonly nine-^Emteen When you ^Ajoined the great fallen in ^D19 – ^A16 I^D hope you died ^Bmwell and I ^Ghope you died ^Emclean Or young ^AWillie McBride was it ^Gslow and obs^Dcene?

^DDid they ^Abeat the drum slowly did they ^Gsound the fife ^Dlowly, ^DDid the ^Arifles fire o’er you as they ^Glowered you ^Ddown, Did the ^Gband play the Last Post and ^Achorus Did the ^Dpipes play the ‘^GFlowers of the ^AFor^Dest’?

^DDid you leave e’re a ^Bmwife or a ^Gsweetheart be^Emhind, In ^Asome faithful heart is your ^Dmemory en^Ashrined A^Dlthough you died ^Bmback in nineteen ^Gsix^Emteen In ^Athat faithful heart are you ^Gforever nine^Dteen. Or ^Dare you a ^Bmstranger without ^Geven a ^Emname En^Aclosed forever be^Dhind a glass ^Aframe, In an ^Dold photo^Bmgraph all torn ^Gtattered and ^Emstained And ^Afaded to yellow in a ^Gbrown leather ^Dframe.

^DDid they ^Abeat the drum slowly did they ^Gsound the fife ^Dlowly, ^DDid the ^Arifles fire o’er you as they ^Glowered you ^Ddown, Did the ^Gband play the Last Post and ^Achorus Did the ^Dpipes play the ‘^GFlowers of the ^AFor^Dest’?

The ^Dsun now it ^Bmshines on the ^Ggreen fields of ^EmFrance, There’s a ^Awarm summer breeze makes the ^Dred poppies ^Adance, And ^Dlook how the ^Bmsun shines from ^Gunder the ^Emclouds, There’s no ^Agas no barbed wire no ^Gguns firing ^Dnow, But ^Dhere in this ^Bmgraveyard it’s ^Gstill no man’s ^Emland The ^Acountless white crosses in ^Dmute witness ^Astand To ^Dman’s blind indi^Bmfference to his ^Gfellow ^Emman To a ^Awhole generation who were ^Gbutchered and ^Ddamned.

^DDid they ^Abeat the drum slowly did they ^Gsound the fife ^Dlowly, ^DDid the ^Arifles fire o’er you as they ^Glowered you ^Ddown, Did the ^Gband play the Last Post and ^Achorus Did the ^Dpipes play the ‘^GFlowers of the ^AFor^Dest’?

Ah young ^DWillie Mc^BmBride I can’t ^Ghelp wonder ^Emwhy, Do ^Aall those who lie here know ^Dwhy they did ^Adie And ^Ddid they be^Bmlieve when they ^Ganswered the ^Emcall, Did they ^Areally believe that this ^Gwar would end ^Dwars. Well the ^Dsorrow, the ^Bmsuffering, the ^Gglory, the ^Empain, The ^Akilling and dying were ^Dall done in ^Avain, For young ^DWillie Mc^BmBride it’s all ^Ghappened a^Emgain, And ^Aagain and again and ^Gagain and a^Dgain.

^DDid they ^Abeat the drum slowly did they ^Gsound the fife ^Dlowly, ^DDid the ^Arifles fire o’er you as they ^Glowered you ^Ddown, Did the ^Gband play the Last Post and ^Achorus Did the ^Dpipes play the ‘^GFlowers of the ^AFor^Dest’?