Foggy Dew-Viejos Contrabandistas

[ti:Foggy Dew] [ar:Viejos Contrabandistas] [al:Where Is Me Bourbon?] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Foggy Dew - Viejos Contrabandistas [00:45.66]I was down the glen one easter morn [00:50.51]To a city fair rode I [00:53.96] [00:54.83]There armed lines of marching men [00:59.49]In squadrons passed me by [01:03.12] [01:03.79]No pipe did hum no battle drum did sound it's [01:10.09]Loud tattoo [01:12.22] [01:12.85]But the angelus bells o'er the liffey swells [01:17.44]Rang out [01:18.40]In the foggy foggy dew [01:20.76] [01:57.56]Right proudly high over dublin town [02:02.32]Hung they out a flag of war [02:05.57] [02:06.68]'Twas better to die 'neath that irish sky [02:10.98]Than at sulva or sud el bar [02:14.99] [02:15.90]And from the plains of royal meath [02:20.37]Strong men came hurrying through [02:24.40] [02:25.07]While brittania's huns with their long range guns [02:29.25]Sailed in through the foggy foggy dew [02:34.03] [03:10.64]'Twas england bade our wild geese [03:14.89]Go small nations [03:17.25]Might be free [03:19.43] [03:20.03]But their lonely graves are by suvla's [03:23.56]But waves on the shore [03:25.81]Of the great north sea [03:28.21] [03:29.23]O had they died by pearse's side had fought [03:35.11]With cathal brugha [03:38.15] [03:38.85]Their names we'd keep [03:40.87]Where the fenians sleep [03:43.23]Or the shroud on the foggy foggy dew