Chords for Minstrel - Foggy Dew. Oulufolk 2012
Tempo:
81.95 bpm
Chords used:
Bm
A
G
D
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bm] T'was [A] down the [B] plain [Em] one Easter [F#m] morn' [Bm] To a [G] city [D]
fair [C#] o'er [E] Dye,
[F#] [Bm] When [A] Ireland's [G] lines of [F#m] marching men [Bm] In [G] [D] squadrons [Bm] passed me by.
[D] No pines did [G] hum [A] and no [D] battle drum [A] [Bm] Did sound as straight [G] as two,
[A] [C] But [B] the angelus fell [A] where the leafy swale [D] Rang [B] out in [Em] the [Bm] foggy [B] dew.
[Bm] Ride proudly high [G] over [F#m] Dublin town, [Bm] They hung [G] out a [A] [Bm] black o' [E] [Bm] war.
T'was better to die [G] neath an [F#m] Irish guy [Bm] Than at [G] Sabla or [A] [Bm] Sudale Bar.
[D] And from [F#m] the [G] place [A] of royal [D] myth [Bm] Strong men came [G]
through,
[A] [Bm] While Britannia's sons [A] with their long-range guns [D] Sailed in [Bm] from the [Em] [Bm] foggy dew.
T [Em]
[F#m] [Bm] [G] [Bm]
[Em]
[F#m] [Bm] [G] [A] [Bm]
'was St.
Lamb in [Em] a wild [F#m] geese brow [Bm] That small [G] nations [A] [Bm] might be [C#] [Bm] free,
Fell [Em] over [F#m] Sabla's waves [Bm] On the [G] fringe of the [A] [Bm] Grey North Sea.
[D] But [F#m] have they [G] died [A] by [D] Pearce's side [Bm] Or fought with [D] an [G] Arab crew?
[A] [Bm] Their brave sweet keep [A] Where the Finians sleep
[D] Neath the hills [Em] of the [Bm] foggy dew.
The [F#] [A]
[D] [B] [Bm] [G]
[Bm] [F#m] [A]
[D] [Bm] [G] [F#] [Em] [B]
[Bm] brave [Em]
Silent [F#m] Bell [Bm] rang [G] more full [A] six [Bm]
years
For those who died [Em]
Easter [F#m]-tide [Bm] In the [G] springing [A] of [Bm] the year.
[D] And the [F#m] world did [Em] gaze [A] in [D] deep amaze [Bm] At those fearless men [G]
[A] [Bm] who bore the fight
[A] That freedom's light [D] might shine [Em] through the [Bm] foggy dew.
[F#m] [A] [D] [Bm]
[G] [Em] [F#] [Bm]
[D] [A] [D] [Bm]
[A] [Bm]
fair [C#] o'er [E] Dye,
[F#] [Bm] When [A] Ireland's [G] lines of [F#m] marching men [Bm] In [G] [D] squadrons [Bm] passed me by.
[D] No pines did [G] hum [A] and no [D] battle drum [A] [Bm] Did sound as straight [G] as two,
[A] [C] But [B] the angelus fell [A] where the leafy swale [D] Rang [B] out in [Em] the [Bm] foggy [B] dew.
[Bm] Ride proudly high [G] over [F#m] Dublin town, [Bm] They hung [G] out a [A] [Bm] black o' [E] [Bm] war.
T'was better to die [G] neath an [F#m] Irish guy [Bm] Than at [G] Sabla or [A] [Bm] Sudale Bar.
[D] And from [F#m] the [G] place [A] of royal [D] myth [Bm] Strong men came [G]
through,
[A] [Bm] While Britannia's sons [A] with their long-range guns [D] Sailed in [Bm] from the [Em] [Bm] foggy dew.
T [Em]
[F#m] [Bm] [G] [Bm]
[Em]
[F#m] [Bm] [G] [A] [Bm]
'was St.
Lamb in [Em] a wild [F#m] geese brow [Bm] That small [G] nations [A] [Bm] might be [C#] [Bm] free,
Fell [Em] over [F#m] Sabla's waves [Bm] On the [G] fringe of the [A] [Bm] Grey North Sea.
[D] But [F#m] have they [G] died [A] by [D] Pearce's side [Bm] Or fought with [D] an [G] Arab crew?
[A] [Bm] Their brave sweet keep [A] Where the Finians sleep
[D] Neath the hills [Em] of the [Bm] foggy dew.
The [F#] [A]
[D] [B] [Bm] [G]
[Bm] [F#m] [A]
[D] [Bm] [G] [F#] [Em] [B]
[Bm] brave [Em]
Silent [F#m] Bell [Bm] rang [G] more full [A] six [Bm]
years
For those who died [Em]
Easter [F#m]-tide [Bm] In the [G] springing [A] of [Bm] the year.
[D] And the [F#m] world did [Em] gaze [A] in [D] deep amaze [Bm] At those fearless men [G]
[A] [Bm] who bore the fight
[A] That freedom's light [D] might shine [Em] through the [Bm] foggy dew.
[F#m] [A] [D] [Bm]
[G] [Em] [F#] [Bm]
[D] [A] [D] [Bm]
[A] [Bm]
Key:
Bm
A
G
D
F#m
Bm
A
G
[Bm] T'was [A] down the [B] plain [Em] one Easter [F#m] morn' _ [Bm] To a [G] city [D]
fair [C#] o'er [E] Dye,
[F#] _ _ [Bm] _ When _ [A] Ireland's [G] lines of [F#m] marching men [Bm] In _ [G] [D] squadrons [Bm] passed me by. _
_ [D] No pines did [G] hum [A] and no [D] battle drum [A] [Bm] Did sound as straight [G] as two,
[A] _ [C] But [B] the angelus fell [A] where the leafy swale [D] Rang [B] out in [Em] the [Bm] foggy [B] dew. _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] Ride proudly high [G] over [F#m] Dublin town, [Bm] They hung [G] out a [A] [Bm] black o' [E] [Bm] war.
T'was better to die [G] neath an [F#m] Irish guy [Bm] Than at [G] Sabla or [A] [Bm] Sudale Bar.
_ [D] And from [F#m] the [G] place [A] of royal [D] myth [Bm] Strong men came _ [G]
through,
[A] _ [Bm] While Britannia's sons [A] with their long-range guns [D] Sailed in [Bm] from the [Em] [Bm] foggy dew.
T _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [F#m] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [F#m] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ [A] _ [Bm] _
_ _ 'was St.
Lamb in [Em] a wild [F#m] geese brow [Bm] That small [G] nations [A] [Bm] might be [C#] [Bm] free,
Fell _ _ [Em] over [F#m] Sabla's waves [Bm] On the [G] fringe of the [A] [Bm] Grey North Sea.
_ [D] But [F#m] have they [G] died [A] by [D] Pearce's side [Bm] Or fought with [D] an [G] Arab crew?
[A] _ [Bm] Their brave sweet keep [A] Where the Finians sleep
[D] Neath the hills [Em] of the [Bm] foggy dew.
_ The _ [F#] _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ [Bm] _ [G] _ _ [F#] _ [Em] _ [B] _
[Bm] _ _ _ brave _ _ [Em]
Silent [F#m] Bell [Bm] rang [G] more full [A] six [Bm] _
years
For those who died [Em]
Easter [F#m]-tide [Bm] In the [G] springing [A] of [Bm] the year.
[D] And the [F#m] world did [Em] gaze [A] in [D] deep amaze [Bm] At those fearless men [G] _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] who bore the fight
[A] That freedom's light [D] might shine [Em] through the [Bm] foggy dew. _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ [G] _ [Em] _ _ [F#] _ [Bm] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
fair [C#] o'er [E] Dye,
[F#] _ _ [Bm] _ When _ [A] Ireland's [G] lines of [F#m] marching men [Bm] In _ [G] [D] squadrons [Bm] passed me by. _
_ [D] No pines did [G] hum [A] and no [D] battle drum [A] [Bm] Did sound as straight [G] as two,
[A] _ [C] But [B] the angelus fell [A] where the leafy swale [D] Rang [B] out in [Em] the [Bm] foggy [B] dew. _ _ _
_ _ [Bm] Ride proudly high [G] over [F#m] Dublin town, [Bm] They hung [G] out a [A] [Bm] black o' [E] [Bm] war.
T'was better to die [G] neath an [F#m] Irish guy [Bm] Than at [G] Sabla or [A] [Bm] Sudale Bar.
_ [D] And from [F#m] the [G] place [A] of royal [D] myth [Bm] Strong men came _ [G]
through,
[A] _ [Bm] While Britannia's sons [A] with their long-range guns [D] Sailed in [Bm] from the [Em] [Bm] foggy dew.
T _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [F#m] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ [Bm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _
_ [F#m] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _ [A] _ [Bm] _
_ _ 'was St.
Lamb in [Em] a wild [F#m] geese brow [Bm] That small [G] nations [A] [Bm] might be [C#] [Bm] free,
Fell _ _ [Em] over [F#m] Sabla's waves [Bm] On the [G] fringe of the [A] [Bm] Grey North Sea.
_ [D] But [F#m] have they [G] died [A] by [D] Pearce's side [Bm] Or fought with [D] an [G] Arab crew?
[A] _ [Bm] Their brave sweet keep [A] Where the Finians sleep
[D] Neath the hills [Em] of the [Bm] foggy dew.
_ The _ [F#] _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ [B] _ _ [Bm] _ _ [G] _
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ [Bm] _ [G] _ _ [F#] _ [Em] _ [B] _
[Bm] _ _ _ brave _ _ [Em]
Silent [F#m] Bell [Bm] rang [G] more full [A] six [Bm] _
years
For those who died [Em]
Easter [F#m]-tide [Bm] In the [G] springing [A] of [Bm] the year.
[D] And the [F#m] world did [Em] gaze [A] in [D] deep amaze [Bm] At those fearless men [G] _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] who bore the fight
[A] That freedom's light [D] might shine [Em] through the [Bm] foggy dew. _ _ _
_ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ [G] _ [Em] _ _ [F#] _ [Bm] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [A] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _