X:68
T:Foggy Dew, The
R:song
C:Canon Charles O'Neill (1887-1963)
D:The Dubliners
Z:id:hn-song-68
M:C
L:1/8
Q:1/4=100
K:Bm
(FA) | B2(AF) B2(AF) | E2F2 A,2B,C | (DF)(ED) B,2(B,A,) | B,6
(FA) | B2(AF) B2(AF) | E2F2 A,2(B,C) | (DF)ED B,2(B,A,) | B,6
(B,C) | D3F A2(GF) | E2E2 F2(DE) | F2(dc) (BA)(FA) | B6
FA | B2AF B2AF | E2F2 A,2(B,C) | (DF)ED B,2B,A, | B,6 ||
W:As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I
W:There armed lines of marching men in squadrons did pass me by
W:No fife did hum nor battle drum did sound its dread tattoo
W:But the angelus bell o'er the Liffey swell rang out through the foggy dew.
W:
W:Right proudly high over Dublin town they hung out the flag of war
W:'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky than at Suvla or Sud El Bar
W:And from the plains of royal Meath strong men came hurrying through
W:While Britannia's huns, with their long range guns sailed in through the foggy dew
W:
W:'Twas England bade our wild geese go that small nations might be free
W:But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves or the shores of the great North Sea
W:Oh, had they died by Pearse's side or fought with Cathal Brugha
W:Their names we'd keep where the fenians sleep 'neath the shroud of the foggy dew
W:
W:But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear
W:For those who died that Eastertide in the spring time of the year
W:And the world did gaze in deep amaze, at those fearless men, but few
W:Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew
W:
W:As back through the glen I rode again and my heart with grief was sore
W:For I parted then with valiant men whom I never shall see more
W:But to and fro in my dreams I go and I kneel and pray for you,
W:For slavery fled, Oh glorious dead, when you fell in the foggy dew.