The Grave-Don McLean

[ti:The Grave] [ar:Don McLean] [al:The Very Best Of Don McLean] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Grave (坟墓) - Don McLean (唐·麦克林) [00:00.69]The grave that they dug him had flowers [00:04.64] [00:06.00]Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colours [00:09.79] [00:11.05]And the brown earth bleached white at the edge of his gravestone [00:15.23] [00:16.66]He's gone [00:17.25] [00:28.53]When the wars of our nation did beckon [00:31.69] [00:33.72]A man barely twenty did answer the calling [00:36.92] [00:38.15]Proud of the trust that he placed in our nation [00:41.25] [00:42.80]He's gone [00:43.41] [00:45.87]But eternity knows him [00:47.46] [00:48.35]And it knows what we've done [00:50.70] [00:55.20]And the rain fell like pearls [00:57.88] [00:58.87]On the leaves of the flowers [01:01.29] [01:02.35]Leaving brown muddy clay [01:04.55] [01:05.40]Where the earth had been dry [01:07.99] [01:09.21]And deep in the trench [01:10.93] [01:12.49]He waited for hours [01:15.32] [01:15.83]As he held to his rifle [01:18.08] [01:19.72]And prayed not to die [01:21.79] [01:23.31]But the silence of night [01:24.84] [01:26.54]Was shattered by fire [01:28.36] [01:29.93]As guns and grenades [01:31.45] [01:31.97]Blasted sharp through the air [01:34.03] [01:36.68]One after another [01:37.79] [01:38.44]His comrades were slaughtered [01:41.18] [01:42.29]In morgue of marines [01:44.71] [01:45.53]Alone standing there [01:47.98] [01:49.08]He crouched ever lower [01:50.65] [01:51.63]Ever lower with fear [01:54.80]They can't let me die [01:56.26] [01:57.22]They can't let me die here [01:59.68] [02:00.77]I'll cover myself [02:02.41] [02:03.37]With the mud and the earth [02:05.60] [02:06.63]I'll cover myself [02:08.05] [02:09.24]I know I'm not brave [02:12.31]The earth [02:12.82] [02:14.29]The earth [02:14.67] [02:15.55]The earth is my grave [02:19.28] [02:49.15]The grave that they dug him had flowers [02:52.90] [02:54.88]Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colours [02:58.65] [03:00.35]And the brown earth bleached white at the edge of his gravestone [03:05.33] [03:07.78]He's gone