The Foggy Dew-Odetta

[ti:The Foggy Dew] [ar:Odetta] [al:Complete Collection: 1954 - 1962] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Foggy Dew - Odetta [00:42.18]Oh down the glen I went one morn [00:53.68] [00:56.21]To a city there rode I [01:04.09] [01:07.99]There Ireland's lines of marchin' men [01:19.75] [01:21.81]In squadrons passed me by [01:29.16] [01:33.28]No pipe did hum nor no battle drum [01:39.25] [01:40.37]Did send it straight and true [01:45.86] [01:46.72]Nor the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey swell [01:57.78] [01:59.72]Rang out in the foggy dew [02:07.36] [02:10.98]Right proudly high over Dublin town [02:22.07] [02:24.44]They hung out the flag of war [02:30.80] [02:35.68]For 'twas better to die 'neath a Dublin sky [02:47.11] [02:49.18]Than at Suvla or Sud-el-bar [02:56.30] [03:00.60]And from the plains of Royal Meath [03:06.27] [03:07.54]Strong men came hurryin' through [03:13.13] [03:13.71]For Britannia's sons [03:19.66] [03:21.02]With their long-range guns [03:25.38] [03:26.96]Sailed in through the foggy dew [03:34.79] [03:38.71]The bravest fell and the solemn bell [03:50.09] [03:52.15]Rang mournfully and clear [04:00.54] [04:03.85]For those that died that Eastertide [04:15.60] [04:17.39]In the springtime of the year [04:23.90] [04:28.53]The world could gaze with deep amaze [04:34.57] [04:35.42]At those fairest men but true [04:41.06] [04:41.86]Who bore the fight that freedom's light [04:52.38] [04:54.71]Might shine through the foggy dew