The Foggy Dew-The Irish Ramblers

[ti:The Foggy Dew] [ar:Brier] [al:The Songs That Shake the Barley - The Ultimate Rebel Collection] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Foggy Dew (迷雾水珠) - The Irish Ramblers [00:10.88]I was down the glen one Easter morn [00:15.71]To a city fair rode I [00:19.65] [00:20.93]There armed lines of marching men [00:25.66]In squadrons passed me by [00:30.07] [00:31.05]No pipe did hum [00:33.66]No battle drum did sound its loud tattoo [00:40.99]But the Angelus Bells o'er the Liffey swells [00:45.96]Rang out in the foggy dew [00:50.35] [00:51.27]Right proudly high in Dublin town [00:56.06]Hung they out a flag of war [01:00.19] [01:01.46]Twas better to die neath that Irish sky [01:06.29]Than at Sulva or Sud el Bar [01:10.48] [01:11.58]And from the plains of Royal Meath [01:16.47]Strong men came hurrying through [01:21.66]While Brittania's Huns with their long range guns [01:26.50]Sailed in through the foggy dew [01:31.28] [01:31.93]Twas Britannia bade our Wild Geese go [01:36.66]That small nations might be free [01:40.75] [01:41.65]But their lonely graves are by Sulva's waves [01:46.74]Or the shore of the Great North Sea [01:50.99] [01:52.09]Oh had they died by Pearse's side [01:56.90]Or fought with Cathal Brugha [02:01.20] [02:02.31]Their names we will keep where the fenians sleep [02:07.16]Neath the shroud of the foggy dew [02:11.05] [02:12.29]And back through the glen [02:14.84]I rode again [02:17.27]And my heart with grief was sore [02:21.46] [02:22.38]For I parted then with valiant men [02:27.26]Whom I never shall see more [02:31.29] [02:32.53]But to and fro in my dreams I go [02:37.28]And I kneel and pray for you [02:42.62]For slavery fled oh glorious dead [02:47.43]When you fell in the foggy dew