Well How Do You Do Young Willie McBride

Do You Mind If I Sit Here Down By Your Grave Side

And Rest For A While Beneath The Warm Summer Sun

I've Been Walking All Day And I'm Nearly Done

I See By Your Grave Stone You Were Only Nineteen

When You Join The Great Falling In Nineteen Sixteen

I Hope You Died Well And I Hope You Died Clean

Or Young Willie McBride Was It Slow And Obscene



Did They Beat The Drum Slowly

Did They Play The Fine Flowly

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



Did You Leave A Wife Or A Sweet Heart Behind

In Some Faithful Heart Is Your Memory In Shrine

Although You Died Back In Nineteen Sixteen

In That Faithful Heart Are You Forever Nineteen

Or Are You A Stranger Without Even A Name

Enclosed And Forever Behind The Glass Frame

In An Old Photograph Torned Battered And Stained

And Faded To Yellow In A Brown Leather Frame



Did They Beat The Drum Slowly

Did The Play The Fine Flowly

Did They Play 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 Now It Shines On The Green Fields Of France

There Is A Warm Summer Breeze It Makes The Red Poppies Dance

And Look How The Sun Shines From Under The Clouds

There Is No Gas,no Barbed Wire, There Is No Gun Firing Now

But Here In This Grave Yard Its Still No-man's Land

The Countless White Crosses Stand Mute In The Sand

To Man's Blind Indifference To His Fellow Man

To A Whole Generation That Were Butchered And Damned



Did They Beat The Drum Slowly

Did They Play The Fine Flowly

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



Ah Young Willie McBride I Cant Help Wonder Why

Do Those That Lie Here Know Why You Didn't Die

And Did They Belive When They Answere