CAPO: 2 Intro: Am C G C Am verse 1: F G C Am As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I F G C Am When Ireland's lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by C Em G C Am F No pipes did hum and no battle drum did sound it's dread tattoo Am F G C Am But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey's swell rang out in the Foggy Dew verse 2: F G C Am Right proudly high over Dublin Town, they hung out the flag of war F G C Am For 'twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky than at Suvla or Sud El Bar C Em G C Am F And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came hurrying through Am F G C Am While Britannia's Huns, with their long range guns, sailed in from the Foggy Dew verse 3: F G C Am 'Twas England bade our Wild Geese go, that small nations might be free F G C Am But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves or the fringe of the grey North Sea C Em G C Am F But had they died by Pearse's side or fought with Valera true Am F G C Am Their graves we'd keep where our Fenians sleep, 'neath the hills of the Foggy Dew verse 4: F G C Am Now, the bravest fell and the sullen bell rang mournfully and clear F G C Am For those who died that Eastertide in the springing of the year C Em G C Am F And the world did gaze in deep amaze at those fearless men and true Am F G C Am Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the Foggy Dew
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