Foggy Dew Lyrics

[00:04.13]	As down the glen one Easter morn
[00:07.77]	To a city fair rode I
[00:11.61]	There Ireland's lines of marching men
[00:15.54]	In squadrons passed me by
[00:19.35]	No fife did hum nor battle drum
[00:23.35]	Did sound it's loud tattoo
[00:27.10]	But the Angelus' bell o'er the Liffey swells
[00:31.19]	Rang out through the foggy dew
[00:35.08]	Right proudly high over Dublin Town
[00:38.67]	They hung out the flag of war
[00:42.69]	'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky
[00:46.64]	Than at Suvla or Sud el Bar
[00:50.43]	And from the plains of Royal Meath
[00:54.33]	Strong men came hurrying through
[00:58.40]	While Britannia's Huns, with their long range guns
[01:01.99]	Sailed in through the foggy dew
[01:36.92]	'Twas Britannia bade our Wild Geese go
[01:40.74]	That small nations might be free
[01:44.64]	But their lonely graves are by Suvla’s waves
[01:48.50]	Or the shore of the Great North Sea
[01:52.33]	Oh, had they died by Pearse‘s side
[01:56.14]	Or fought with Cathal Brugha
[02:00.03]	Their names we will keep where the fenians sleep
[02:04.04]	'Neath the shroud of the foggy dew
[02:38.91]	But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell
[02:42.70]	Rang mournfully and clear
[02:46.53]	For those who died that Easter-tide
[02:50.37]	In the springing of the year
[02:54.30]	And the world did gaze with deep amaze,
[02:58.26]	At those fearless men but few
[03:02.15]	Who bore the fight that freedom's light
[03:05.93]	Might shine through the foggy dew

[00:04.13]	As down the glen one Easter morn
[00:07.77]	To a city fair rode I
[00:11.61]	There Ireland' s lines of marching men
[00:15.54]	In squadrons passed me by
[00:19.35]	No fife did hum nor battle drum
[00:23.35]	Did sound it' s loud tattoo
[00:27.10]	But the Angelus' bell o' er the Liffey swells
[00:31.19]	Rang out through the foggy dew
[00:35.08]	Right proudly high over Dublin Town
[00:38.67]	They hung out the flag of war
[00:42.69]	' Twas better to die ' neath an Irish sky
[00:46.64]	Than at Suvla or Sud el Bar
[00:50.43]	And from the plains of Royal Meath
[00:54.33]	Strong men came hurrying through
[00:58.40]	While Britannia' s Huns, with their long range guns
[01:01.99]	Sailed in through the foggy dew
[01:36.92]	' Twas Britannia bade our Wild Geese go
[01:40.74]	That small nations might be free
[01:44.64]	But their lonely graves are by Suvla' s waves
[01:48.50]	Or the shore of the Great North Sea
[01:52.33]	Oh, had they died by Pearse' s side
[01:56.14]	Or fought with Cathal Brugha
[02:00.03]	Their names we will keep where the fenians sleep
[02:04.04]	' Neath the shroud of the foggy dew
[02:38.91]	But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell
[02:42.70]	Rang mournfully and clear
[02:46.53]	For those who died that Eastertide
[02:50.37]	In the springing of the year
[02:54.30]	And the world did gaze with deep amaze,
[02:58.26]	At those fearless men but few
[03:02.15]	Who bore the fight that freedom' s light
[03:05.93]	Might shine through the foggy dew

[00:04.13]	As down the glen one Easter morn
[00:07.77]	To a city fair rode I
[00:11.61]	There Ireland' s lines of marching men
[00:15.54]	In squadrons passed me by
[00:19.35]	No fife did hum nor battle drum
[00:23.35]	Did sound it' s loud tattoo
[00:27.10]	But the Angelus' bell o' er the Liffey swells
[00:31.19]	Rang out through the foggy dew
[00:35.08]	Right proudly high over Dublin Town
[00:38.67]	They hung out the flag of war
[00:42.69]	' Twas better to die ' neath an Irish sky
[00:46.64]	Than at Suvla or Sud el Bar
[00:50.43]	And from the plains of Royal Meath
[00:54.33]	Strong men came hurrying through
[00:58.40]	While Britannia' s Huns, with their long range guns
[01:01.99]	Sailed in through the foggy dew
[01:36.92]	' Twas Britannia bade our Wild Geese go
[01:40.74]	That small nations might be free
[01:44.64]	But their lonely graves are by Suvla' s waves
[01:48.50]	Or the shore of the Great North Sea
[01:52.33]	Oh, had they died by Pearse' s side
[01:56.14]	Or fought with Cathal Brugha
[02:00.03]	Their names we will keep where the fenians sleep
[02:04.04]	' Neath the shroud of the foggy dew
[02:38.91]	But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell
[02:42.70]	Rang mournfully and clear
[02:46.53]	For those who died that Eastertide
[02:50.37]	In the springing of the year
[02:54.30]	And the world did gaze with deep amaze,
[02:58.26]	At those fearless men but few
[03:02.15]	Who bore the fight that freedom' s light
[03:05.93]	Might shine through the foggy dew

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