CAPO on First Fret

I used two versions of this song uploaded on this site as a reference: the one by
and Wiggy 1988. The reason I upload this is because Jeffbrak's version is kind of silly to
It works better with Capo on 1st fret, plus he didnt upload the entire song, which is 
annoying if you want to play along. Wiggy 1988's version has many mistakes in it but he
the effort of uploading the entire song. Anyways, I think this is more conveniently 
xD

Try picking around a bit during the Verses, and start strumming during the Chorus. This
best in my opinion, but feel free to do with it what you want. Enjoy,
Stijn Bontinck

CAPOT ON 1st FRET

D (xx0232@1)        Bm (x24432@1)     G (320003@1)    A (x02220@1)         Well how do you do young Willie McBride,
                                            G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)         Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside,
                         Bm (x24432@1)         G (320003@1)         A (x02220@1)         And rest for a while in the warm summer sun,
                                            G (320003@1)        D (xx0232@1)         I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done.
            D (xx0232@1)           Bm (x24432@1)                G (320003@1)  Em (022000@1)         I see by your gravestone you were only 19,
                     A (x02220@1)            G (320003@1)       D (xx0232@1)name="chord_x02220@1">A
          When you joined the great fallen in 1916,
               D (xx0232@1)             Bm (x24432@1)         Em (022000@1)         Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean,
             A (x02220@1)                    G (320003@1)      D (xx0232@1)         Or Willie McBride was it slow and obscene.

Chorus:

A (x02220@1)         Did they beat the drum slowly,
	            G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)  Did they play the fife lowly,
                   A (x02220@1)                           G (320003@1)         A (x02220@1)         Did they sound the dead march, as they lowered you down,
                  G (320003@1)                         D (xx0232@1) Bm (x24432@1)         Did the band play the last post and chorus,
                  D (xx0232@1)            G (320003@1)            A (x02220@1) D (xx0232@1)         Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest.

D (xx0232@1)             Bm (x24432@1)            G (320003@1)    A (x02220@1)         And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind,
	                              G (320003@1)      D (xx0232@1)         In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined,
	                 Bm (x24432@1)         G (320003@1)name="chord_x02220@1">A
          And though you died back in 1916,
	     A (x02220@1)                      G (320003@1)     D (xx0232@1)         To that loyal heart  you're forever 19.
	              Bm (x24432@1)             Em (022000@1)         Or are you a stranger without even a name,
	     A (x02220@1)   G (320003@1)               D (xx0232@1)            A (x02220@1)         Forever enshrined behind some old glass pane,
             D (xx0232@1)         Bm (x24432@1)           Em (022000@1)         In an old photograph all torn tattered and stained,
              A (x02220@1)                  G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)         And faded to yellow in a brown leather frame.
  Chorus:
                   A (x02220@1)         Did they beat the drum slowly,
	            G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)  Did they play the fife lowly,
                   A (x02220@1)                           G (320003@1)         A (x02220@1)         Did they sound the dead march, as they lowered you down,
                  G (320003@1)                         D (xx0232@1) Bm (x24432@1)         Did the band play the last post and chorus,
                  D (xx0232@1)            G (320003@1)            A (x02220@1) D (xx0232@1)         Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest.

D (xx0232@1)           Bm (x24432@1)          G (320003@1)             A (x02220@1)         The sun's shining down on these green fields of France,
	                                      G (320003@1)         D (xx0232@1)         The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance,
			    Bm (x24432@1)          G (320003@1)       A (x02220@1)         The trenches have vanished long under the plow
	                              G (320003@1)        D (xx0232@1)         No gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing now.
	      D (xx0232@1)          Bm (x24432@1)           G (320003@1)             Em (022000@1)         But here in this graveyard it's still "No Man's Land",
	      A (x02220@1)             G (320003@1)        D (xx0232@1)          A (x02220@1)         The countless white crosses in mute witness stand,
	     D (xx0232@1)         Bm (x24432@1)            Em (022000@1)         To man's blind indifference to his fellow man,
	        A (x02220@1)                        G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)         And a whole generation that were butchered and damned.

Chorus:

A (x02220@1)         Did they beat the drum slowly,
	            G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)  Did they play the fife lowly,
                   A (x02220@1)                           G (320003@1)         A (x02220@1)         Did they sound the dead march, as they lowered you down,
                  G (320003@1)                         D (xx0232@1) Bm (x24432@1)         Did the band play the last post and chorus,
                  D (xx0232@1)            G (320003@1)            A (x02220@1) D (xx0232@1)         Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest.

D (xx0232@1)            Bm (x24432@1)       G (320003@1)      A (x02220@1)         And I can't help but wonder, oh Willie McBride
	                            G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)         Do all those who lie here know why they died,
                   Bm (x24432@1)     G (320003@1)                              A (x02220@1)         Did you really believe them when they told you the cause
                                            G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)         Did they really believe that this war would end wars.
	                            Bm (x24432@1)        G (320003@1)       Em (022000@1)         Well, the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame
	      A (x02220@1)         G (320003@1)      D (xx0232@1)             A (x02220@1)         The killing and dying it was all done in vain,
             D (xx0232@1)      Bm (x24432@1)         Em (022000@1)         Oh Willie McBride it all happened again,
              A (x02220@1)        G (320003@1)        D (xx0232@1)         And again, and again, and again, and again.
Chorus:

A (x02220@1)         Did they beat the drum slowly,
	            G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)  Did they play the fife lowly,
                   A (x02220@1)                           G (320003@1)         A (x02220@1)         Did they sound the dead march, as they lowered you down,
                  G (320003@1)                         D (xx0232@1) Bm (x24432@1)         Did the band play the last post and chorus,
                  D (xx0232@1)            G (320003@1)            A (x02220@1) D (xx0232@1)         Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest.

Any remarks, please mail to stijn.bontinck@hotmail.com