OK hopefully this should be an improvement on the other guys tabs for this song. 
Did some minor corrections to v.2, substituted Fm and D7 with the right chords F and Dm

 Capo 3rd


          C               Am       F      Dm
          Well how do you do young Willie McBride,
                 G                       F           C
          Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside,
                         Am           F           Dm
          And rest for a while in the warm summer sun,
                    G                    F          C
          I've been walking all day and I'm nearly done.
          C             Am                  F    Dm
          I see by your gravestone you were only 19,
                   G                F         C G
          When you joined the great fallen in 1916,
               C               Am          Dm
          Well I hope you died quick and I hope you died clean,
             G                     F        C
          Or Willie McBride was it slow and obscene.


          Chorus:

          C        G
          Did they beat the drum slowly,
	                   F             C
	          Did they play the fife lowly,
                   G                             F           G
          Did they sound the dead march, as they lowered you down,
                  F                            C   Am
          Did the band play the last post and chorus,
                  C              F              G   C
          Did the pipes play the Flowers of the Forest.



	              C               Am       F      Dm
          And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind,
	              G                       F        C
          In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined,
	                         Am           F Dm
          And though you died back in 1916,
	             G                        F       C
          To that loyal heart  you're forever 19.
	          C            Am               F      Dm
          Or are you a stranger without even a name,
	             G    F                 C              G
          Forever enshrined behind some old glass pane,
             C           Am             Dm
          In an old photograph all torn tattered and stained,
              G                    F           C
          And faded to yellow in a brown leather frame.


          Chorus

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


          Chorus

	                C              Am         F        Dm
          And I can't help but wonder, oh Willie McBride
	             G                      F             C
          Do all those who lie here know why they die,
                   Am       F                    C
          Did you really believe them when they told you the cause
                    G                       F             C
          Did they really believe that this war would end wars.
	                      C             Am          F         Dm
          Well, the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame
	              G           F        C               G
          The killing and dying it was all done in vain,
             C        Am           Dm
          Oh Willie McBride it all happened again,
              G                  F          C
          And again, and again, and again, and again.