The Foggy Dew lyrics and guitar chords. recorded by The Wolfe Tones, The Dubliners Francis Black and Paddy
Reilly to name a few
As[Am] down the glen one Easter[G] morn to a[C] city [Am]fair rode I There[Am] Armed lines of marching[G] men in [C]squadrons[Am]
passed me by No[C] fife did hum nor[G] battle[Em] drum did[C] sound it's [Am]dread tatoo But the[Am] Angelus bell o'er
the Liffey[G] swell rang[C] out through the[Am] foggy dew
Right proudly high over Dublin Town they hung out the flag
of war 'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky than at Sulva or Sud El Bar And from the plains of Royal Meath strong
men came hurrying through While Britannia's Huns, with their long range guns sailed in through the foggy dew
'Twas
Britannia bade our Wild Geese go that small nations might be free But their lonely graves are by Sulva's waves or the shore
of the Great North Sea Oh, had they died by Pearse's side or fought with Cathal Brugha Their names we will keep where
the fenians sleep 'neath the shroud of the foggy dew
But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell rang mournfully and
clear For those who died that Eastertide in the springing of the year And the world did gaze, in deep amaze, at those
fearless men, but few Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew
Ah, back through
the glen I rode again and my heart with grief was sore For I parted then with valiant men whom I never shall see more But
to and fro in my dreams I go and I'd kneel and pray for you, For slavery fled, O glorious dead, When you fell in the foggy
dew
