The Foggy Dew Chords & Lyrics - Daoiri Farrell

[INTRO]
[Am] [G] [Em] [F] [Em] [Am] (2X)

[VERSE 1]
As d[Am]own the glen one [G]Easter [Em]morn to a [F]city [Em]fair rode [Am]I
There [Am]armed lines of [G]marching [Em]men in [F]squadrons [Em]passed me [Am]by
No [C]fife did hum, no [G]battle [Em]drum did [Am]sound its lonely [F]tattoo
But the [Am]Angelus bell o'er the [G]Liffey's [Em]swell rang [F]out on the [Em]Foggy [Am]Dew

[VERSE 2]
Oh it [Am]proudly high over [G]Dublin [Em]sky they [F]hung out the [Em]flag of [Am]war
It was [Am]better to die beneath the [G]Irish [Em]sky than at [F]Suvla or [Em]Sud El [Am]Bar
And [C]from the plains of [G]Royal [Em]Meath strong [Am]men came marching [F]through
Oh and [Am]Brittania's sons, and their [G]long range [Em]guns, sailed [F]into the [Em]Foggy [Am]Dew

[VERSE 3]
Well, the [Am]night it grew black, and the [G]rifle [Em]crack made [F]Perfidious [Em]Albion [Am]reel
Through the [Am]leaden rain, seven [G]tongues of [Em]flame rang [F]out over [Em]lines on [Am]steel
And to [C]every blade a [G]prayer it was [Em]said that to [Am]Ireland I amend it be [F]true
And when the [Am]morning broke out the [G]war flag [Em]shook out it's [F]folds in the [Em]Foggy [Am]Dew

[VERSE 4]
Well it was [Am]England that bade our [G]Wild Geese [Em]go, that [F]small nations [Em]might be [Am]free
But their [Am]lonely graves are by [G]Suvla's [Em]waves or on the [F]fringes on the [Em]Great North [Am]Sea
For had [C]they died by [G]Pearse's [Em]side or [Am]fought with Cathal [F]Brugha
Their [Am]names we would keep where the [G]men all [Em]sleep, under the [F]shroud of the [Em]Foggy [Am]Dew

[VERSE 5]
But the [Am]bravest fell, and the [G]requiem [Em]bell rang [F]mourn[Em]fully and [Am]clear
For [Am]those who died that [G]Easter[Em]tide in the [F]springtime [Em]of the [Am]year
And the [C]world it did gaze in [G]deep [Em]amaze at those [Am]gallant men but [F]true
Who [Am]bore the fight that [G]freedom's [Em]light might [F]shine through the [Em]Foggy [Am]Dew

[VERSE 6]
Well [Am]back o'er the glen I [G]rode [Em]again, and my [F]heart with [Em]grief it was [Am]sore
For I [Am]parted then with [G]valiant [Em]men who I [F]never shall [Em]see no [Am]more
And [C]to and fro in my [G]sleep I [Em]go, and I'll [Am]kneel and I pray for [F]you
Oh [Am]slavery fled, O [G]gallant [Em]dead when you [F]fell on the [Em]Foggy [D5]Dew
Oh sla[F11]very fled, our [G]glorious [Em]dead when you [F]died in the [Em]Foggy [Am]Dew