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Blood Poppy Red Lyrics And Chords

This Song about World War 1 written  by Nick Shovlin off the CD ''Mellow Scotch''. recoded at Ethnic Studios Budapest.vocals /guitar Nick Shovlin .  cello /violin Peter Pejsik.

[G]well in my dreams 
                 
I can [C]see a[Am]gain 
         
I can [D]see all the colours 
                     
I re[C]member the [G]men 
                                                              
I can walk through the fields [C]of Blood Pop[Am]py Red 
         
I can [D]walk through the fields 
                       
Not [C]trip over the [G]dead
 
the sun on my face 
No longer warms my soul
I tread gently over 
where the angels fear to go
The mud and the mire 
that once was my bed
Return again 
to haunt me in my head
well in my dreams I can see again 
the green fields of Flanders 
that held fear for me then 
For we were the young men 
our country could loss
we were the young men 
that fought out your wars
dying in Flanders 
at last God on thier side 
when the bombing started 
we prayed only not to die
still whistling a tune 
as we marched off to the fight 
then  fearing the day 
as I now fear each night 
in my boyhood days 
to the church I did go 
There the preacher 
taught me to reap and to sow 
a crop of young men 
we did reap but can't regrow 
lying under the poppies
 at last safe below
Dying by their thousands 
by the bullet and mine 
for each mother's son 
it was his first time 
and in his dreams 
he can only see 
all of the colours 
that are denied to me .
he can walk through the fileds of Blood Poppy Red 
he can walk through the fields along with our dead 
well I've listened to the Sergeant the clergy and all
I've heard the silence of dead men as they fall 
I ask myself what is it all about? 
if our eyes offend should we not take them out?
for my eyes offended me each day of this war 
if this is sense then what good is it for 
I returned to the bible so true and so stout 
my pain I removed as I tore at them out 
well only in my dreams now I see again 
I walk through the fields I can remember the men 
I can walk through the fields of Blood Poppy Red 
 I can walk through the fields of Blood Poppy Red 
I can walk through the fields along with the dead 
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