The Foggy Dew Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[Am]As down the glen one Easte[G]r morn,
[Am]To a city fair o[G]ld I[Am],
There armoured lines of [G]marching men,
And [Am]squadrons passed me by.
No [C]pipes did hum [G]our battle [Am]drum,
did sound its dread tat[F]too.
[G]But the [Am]Angela's bell,
o 'er the [G]lippy swell,
rang [Am]out in the foggy dew.
Bright proudly high over [G]Dublin town,
they [Am]hung out the flag of war.
Twas better to die neath an [G]irie sky
Than at [Am]Suvla or [G]Suvla [Am]bar
And [C]from the plains [G]of Royal Meath
[Am]Strong men came hurrying throu[F]gh
Where [Am]Britannia's sons
with their [G]long -range guns
Sailed [Am]in by the foggy dew.
But the bravest fell and the [G]solemn bell
Rang [Am]mournfully an[G]d c[Am]lear
For those who died that [G]Easter tide
In the [Am]springtime of the year.
Humble [C]were the gays in [G]deep [Am]amaze
At those stout -hearted men but [F]few
[Am]Who bore the fight that
[G]freedom's light
Might [Am]shine through the foggy [C]dew
[G][Am][F][Am][G][Am][F][Am]
Twas England, that our [G]wild geese go,
That small [Am]nations might [G]keep [Am]free.
But their lonely graves are by [G]soulless ways
On the [Am]fringe of the grey [G]North [Am]Sea.
[C]Oh, have they died by [G]Pierce's [Am]side,
our fought with Calab[F]roo?
Their [Am]names we would keep
where the [G]pinyon street,
meet the [Am]shroud of the foggy dew.
Back to the glen I [G]rode again,
[Am]my heart with grief [G]was [Am]sore.
For I parted with those [G]valiant men
I [Am]never would see [G]no [Am]more.
And [C]to one fro in my [G]dreams I'll [Am]go,
and I'll kneel and pray for you.
[F]For sla[Am]very fled,
O [G]rebel dead,
When [Am]you fell in the foggy dune.