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The Foggy Dew Luke Kelly lyrics and guitar chords. recorded by The Wolfe Tones, The Dubliners Francis Black and Paddy Reilly to name a few. It's unclear as to who wrote this song, it was either Peadar Kearney or Cannon Charles O'Neill. An Irish rebel song. Recently recorded by The Young Dubliners.

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

On Easter Sunday morning in 1916 a small group of Irish volunteers
took possession of the G.P.O in Dublin and so began the Easter rising.
It was a force of about 150 men and women who took on the might
of The British Empere. Over 20,000 British troops were in or
around Dublin at the time. A hugh crowd gathered at Sackville St.
, now O'Connell Street and listened to Padraic Pearse read the
proclamation of The Irish Republic, ''Irishmen and Irish women
in the name of God and the dead generations from which she receives
her old tradition of nationhood,,,,,,,,
Seven men signed the document , they were Thomas Clarke, Sean McDiarmada Thomas McDonagh Ph Pearse Eamonn Ceannt James Connolly and Joseph Plunket.
The chrowd scattered when the 5th lancers rode in among them to attack the G.P.O. Shots fired and the lancers dispersed, 10 of them fell. The crowd assembled again to watch the raising of the flag, the Irish Tri Colour of The Irish Republic over the G.P.O. James Connolly and a few of the officers came out to look at the flag as it waved up there against the sky.

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