Chords for Alyth & The Chieftains, The Foggy Dew
Tempo:
108.85 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
F#m
D
A
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bm] We claim one Easter morn, to the city fair O'dyne.
There are [Em] some [B]
marching men, in [Bm] squadrons past me by.
No [D] pipe did hum, [A] no battle [D]
drum, [Bm] did sound, [F#m] did smell, or [Bm] tattoo.
But the angelus bells, [B] or the lute-piece, went [G] rang out in the [Bm] foggy blue.
[A] Right behind Dublin, [G] a bay of [F#m] heath, a [Bm] gore,
draw fight,
[A] [G] and sooth last [F#m] their [Bm] wrath.
[D]
[A] [D] Strong men, [Bm]
from Britain, [F#m] [D] [A] [F#m]
[G] sailed in through [Bm] the foggy.
And [D] [A]
[D] [Bm] [F#m]
[Bm] [A] [Bm]
[F#m] [Bm]
back through the glen, down [B] he rode [C#] again,
[Bm] and my heart with grief was sore.
For thy mortal [C#] glen, [F#m]
[B] no mine [G] never [Bm]
shall see lore.
And [D] to and fro, in my [A] dreams [D]
I'll go,
[Bm] and the earth [F#m] pray [Bm] for you, for slavery fled.
[N]
O glorious day, when you fell in the foggy [Cm]
dew.
[Bm] [A] [F#m] [G]
[Bm]
[N]
There are [Em] some [B]
marching men, in [Bm] squadrons past me by.
No [D] pipe did hum, [A] no battle [D]
drum, [Bm] did sound, [F#m] did smell, or [Bm] tattoo.
But the angelus bells, [B] or the lute-piece, went [G] rang out in the [Bm] foggy blue.
[A] Right behind Dublin, [G] a bay of [F#m] heath, a [Bm] gore,
draw fight,
[A] [G] and sooth last [F#m] their [Bm] wrath.
[D]
[A] [D] Strong men, [Bm]
from Britain, [F#m] [D] [A] [F#m]
[G] sailed in through [Bm] the foggy.
And [D] [A]
[D] [Bm] [F#m]
[Bm] [A] [Bm]
[F#m] [Bm]
back through the glen, down [B] he rode [C#] again,
[Bm] and my heart with grief was sore.
For thy mortal [C#] glen, [F#m]
[B] no mine [G] never [Bm]
shall see lore.
And [D] to and fro, in my [A] dreams [D]
I'll go,
[Bm] and the earth [F#m] pray [Bm] for you, for slavery fled.
[N]
O glorious day, when you fell in the foggy [Cm]
dew.
[Bm] [A] [F#m] [G]
[Bm]
[N]
Key:
Bm
F#m
D
A
G
Bm
F#m
D
[Bm] _ _ _ _ We claim one Easter _ morn, to the city fair _ _ O'dyne. _
There are _ [Em] some [B]
marching _ men, in [Bm] _ squadrons past me by.
_ No [D] pipe did hum, [A] no battle [D] _
drum, [Bm] did sound, [F#m] did smell, or [Bm] tattoo.
_ _ _ But the _ angelus bells, [B] or the lute-piece, went [G] rang out in the [Bm] _ foggy blue.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] Right behind Dublin, _ [G] a bay of [F#m] heath, a [Bm] _ gore,
draw fight, _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [G] and sooth last [F#m] their [Bm] wrath.
_ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] Strong men, _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
from Britain, [F#m] _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [F#m] _
_ [G] sailed in through [Bm] the foggy.
And _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ back through the glen, down [B] he rode _ [C#] again,
[Bm] and my heart with grief was sore. _
For thy mortal _ [C#] glen, [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ [B] no mine [G] never [Bm]
shall see lore.
_ _ And [D] to and fro, in my [A] dreams [D]
I'll go,
[Bm] and the earth [F#m] pray [Bm] for _ you, _ _ _ for slavery _ fled.
[N] _
O _ glorious day, _ _ when you fell in the foggy [Cm]
dew.
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
There are _ [Em] some [B]
marching _ men, in [Bm] _ squadrons past me by.
_ No [D] pipe did hum, [A] no battle [D] _
drum, [Bm] did sound, [F#m] did smell, or [Bm] tattoo.
_ _ _ But the _ angelus bells, [B] or the lute-piece, went [G] rang out in the [Bm] _ foggy blue.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [A] Right behind Dublin, _ [G] a bay of [F#m] heath, a [Bm] _ gore,
draw fight, _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [G] and sooth last [F#m] their [Bm] wrath.
_ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ [A] _ _ [D] Strong men, _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
from Britain, [F#m] _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [F#m] _
_ [G] sailed in through [Bm] the foggy.
And _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ back through the glen, down [B] he rode _ [C#] again,
[Bm] and my heart with grief was sore. _
For thy mortal _ [C#] glen, [F#m] _ _
_ _ _ [B] no mine [G] never [Bm]
shall see lore.
_ _ And [D] to and fro, in my [A] dreams [D]
I'll go,
[Bm] and the earth [F#m] pray [Bm] for _ you, _ _ _ for slavery _ fled.
[N] _
O _ glorious day, _ _ when you fell in the foggy [Cm]
dew.
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _ _
[Bm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _