No Man's Land (atau dikenal juga sebagai "The Green Fields of France" atau "Willie McBride") adalah lagu anti-perang yang diciptakan oleh seorang penulis lagu rakyat Skotlandia Eric Bogle pada tahun 1976. Lagu ini menceritakan tentang perjuangan Willie McBride seorang tentara biasa pada Perang Dunia I yang meninggal pada umur 19 di Prancis saat tahun 1916.
Mengikuti lagu, Nisan milik Willie McBride menunjukkan bahwa Willie McBride meninggal pada 1916 saat berusia 19 tahun. Berdasarkan Commonwealth War Graves Commission, ada delapan prajurit yang bernama Willie McBride dan kemudian ada enam prajurit bernama W. McBride yang meninggal di Prancis atau Belgia selama Perang Dunia I dan tidak ada yang cocok dengan prajurit yang ada di Lagu.[butuh rujukan]
Berdasarkan lagu The Green Fields of France yang dinyanyikan oleh Dropkick Murphys, lirik No Man's Land adalah sebagai berikut:[1]
Oh how do you do, young Willy McBride Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside And rest for a while in the warm summer sun I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done And I see by your gravestone you were only nineteen When you joined the great fallen in 1916 Well I hope you died quick And I hope you died clean Or Willy McBride, was is it slow and obscene
Did they beat the drums slowly Did they play the fife lowly 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
And did you leave a wife or a sweetheart behind In some loyal heart is your memory enshrined And though you died back in 1916 To that loyal heart you're forever nineteen Or are you a stranger without even a name Forever enshrined behind some old glass pane In an old photograph torn, tattered, and stained And faded to yellow in a brown leather frame
The sun shining down on these green fields of France The warm wind blows gently and the red poppies dance The trenches have vanished long under the plow No gas, no barbed wire, no guns firing now But here in this graveyard that's still no mans land The countless white crosses in mute witness stand To man's blind indifference to his fellow man And a whole generation were butchered and damned
And I can't help but wonder oh Willy McBride Do all those who lie here know why they died Did you really believe them when they told you the cause Did you really believe that this war would end wars Well the suffering, the sorrow, the glory, the shame The killing and dying it was all done in vain Oh Willy McBride it all happened again And again, and again, and again, and again