[ti:The Foggy Dew]
[ar:The Dubliners]
[al:The Best of the Dubliners - Irish Favorites]
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[00:00.00]The Foggy Dew - The Dubliners
[00:16.35]As down the glen one Easter morn
[00:22.80]To a city fair rode I
[00:28.95]There Armed lines of marching men
[00:35.24]In squadrons passed me by
[00:41.19]No fife did hum nor battle drum
[00:47.09]Did sound it's dread tattoo
[00:53.10]But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey swell
[00:59.12]Rang out through the foggy dew
[01:04.99]Right proudly high over Dublin Town
[01:11.05]They hung out the flag of war
[01:16.88]'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky
[01:22.90]Than at Sulva or Sud El Bar
[01:28.81]And from the plains of Royal Meath
[01:34.63]Strong men came hurrying through
[01:40.41]While Britannia's Huns with their long range guns
[01:46.36]Sailed in through the foggy dew
[01:51.93]'Twas Britannia bade our Wild Geese go
[01:57.95]That small nations might be free
[02:03.54]But their lonely graves are by Sulva's waves
[02:09.52]Or the shore of the Great North Sea
[02:15.09]Oh had they died by Pearse's side
[02:20.77]Or fought with Cathal Brugha
[02:26.27]Their names we will keep where the fenians sleep
[02:31.75]'Neath the shroud of the foggy dew
[02:37.29]But the bravest fell and the requiem bell
[02:42.78]Rang mournfully and clear
[02:48.11]For those who died that Easter tide
[02:53.70]In the springing of the year
[02:58.93]And the world did gaze in deep amaze
[03:04.12]At those fearless men but few
[03:09.43]Who bore the fight that freedom's light
[03:14.72]Might shine through the foggy dew