Noel McLoughlin - The Foggy Dew Chords
Tempo:
99.95 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Cm
Bb
C
Fm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
I was down the glen [Bb] one Easter morn' [Eb] To a city [Cm] fair rode I
There armoured [Bb] lines of marching men [Eb] In [Cm] squadrons passed me by
[Eb] Low piped did hum [Bb] no [Eb] battle drum Its sound its [Cm] loud tattoo
But the angelus bell [Bb] o'er the lifty swell [Eb] Rang out to [Cm] the paltry hue
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
Riding proudly high [Bb] in Dublin drum [Eb] They hung [Cm] out the flag of war
T'was better to die [Bb] neath an Irish stipe [Eb] Than at Sulver [Cm] Sud Elba
[Eb] And from the [Bb] plains of [Eb] Royal Mead Strong men came [C] hurrying [Cm] through
While Britannia's sons [Bb] with their great big guns [Eb] Sailed them through [Cm] the foggy dew
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
T'was England bade [Bb] our wild geese go [Eb] That small [Cm] nations might be free
But their lonely graves [Bb] are by Sulver's bridge [Eb] On the fringes [Cm] of the Greyhound Sea
[Eb] Oh had they [Bb] died by dear [Eb]
society Or had they fought with [Cm] Cobrud
[Fm] Their names we'd keep [Bb] where the Fenians sleep [Eb] We'd shroud them [Cm] for
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
[Eb] [Eb] [Bb] [Eb]
[Dm] [Cm]
[Bb]
[Cm] the night
But the bravest fell [Bb] and the Red Queen bell [Eb] Rang [Cm] mournfully and clear
For those who died [Bb] that Easter time [Eb] In the [Cm] springtime [G] of the [Cm] year
[Eb] While the world did gaze [Bb] with [Eb] deep amaze At those fearless men [Cm] but few
Who for that fight [Bb] that freedom's light [Eb] Might shine [Cm] through the foggy dew
Eyes down the glen [Bb] one Easter morn [Eb] To a city [Cm] fair O'Day
Their armoured lines [Bb] of marching men [Eb] In [Cm] squadrons fast revived
[Eb] No pipe did hum, [Bb] no [Eb] barge was drum It sounded [Cm] slow, tied to
But the angelus bell, [Bb] or the lippy swell [Eb] Rang out [Cm] through the foggy dew
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
[Eb] [Cm]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
I was down the glen [Bb] one Easter morn' [Eb] To a city [Cm] fair rode I
There armoured [Bb] lines of marching men [Eb] In [Cm] squadrons passed me by
[Eb] Low piped did hum [Bb] no [Eb] battle drum Its sound its [Cm] loud tattoo
But the angelus bell [Bb] o'er the lifty swell [Eb] Rang out to [Cm] the paltry hue
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
Riding proudly high [Bb] in Dublin drum [Eb] They hung [Cm] out the flag of war
T'was better to die [Bb] neath an Irish stipe [Eb] Than at Sulver [Cm] Sud Elba
[Eb] And from the [Bb] plains of [Eb] Royal Mead Strong men came [C] hurrying [Cm] through
While Britannia's sons [Bb] with their great big guns [Eb] Sailed them through [Cm] the foggy dew
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
T'was England bade [Bb] our wild geese go [Eb] That small [Cm] nations might be free
But their lonely graves [Bb] are by Sulver's bridge [Eb] On the fringes [Cm] of the Greyhound Sea
[Eb] Oh had they [Bb] died by dear [Eb]
society Or had they fought with [Cm] Cobrud
[Fm] Their names we'd keep [Bb] where the Fenians sleep [Eb] We'd shroud them [Cm] for
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
[Eb] [Eb] [Bb] [Eb]
[Dm] [Cm]
[Bb]
[Cm] the night
But the bravest fell [Bb] and the Red Queen bell [Eb] Rang [Cm] mournfully and clear
For those who died [Bb] that Easter time [Eb] In the [Cm] springtime [G] of the [Cm] year
[Eb] While the world did gaze [Bb] with [Eb] deep amaze At those fearless men [Cm] but few
Who for that fight [Bb] that freedom's light [Eb] Might shine [Cm] through the foggy dew
Eyes down the glen [Bb] one Easter morn [Eb] To a city [Cm] fair O'Day
Their armoured lines [Bb] of marching men [Eb] In [Cm] squadrons fast revived
[Eb] No pipe did hum, [Bb] no [Eb] barge was drum It sounded [Cm] slow, tied to
But the angelus bell, [Bb] or the lippy swell [Eb] Rang out [Cm] through the foggy dew
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
[Bb]
[Eb] [Cm]
Key:
Eb
Cm
Bb
C
Fm
Eb
Cm
Bb
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I was down the glen [Bb] one Easter morn' [Eb] To a city [Cm] fair rode I _
There armoured [Bb] lines of marching men [Eb] In [Cm] squadrons passed me by
[Eb] Low piped did hum [Bb] no [Eb] battle drum Its sound its [Cm] loud tattoo _
But the angelus bell [Bb] o'er the lifty swell [Eb] Rang out to [Cm] the paltry hue
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
Riding proudly high [Bb] in Dublin drum [Eb] They hung [Cm] out the flag of war
T'was better to die [Bb] neath an Irish stipe [Eb] Than at Sulver [Cm] Sud Elba _ _
[Eb] And from the [Bb] plains of [Eb] Royal Mead Strong men came [C] hurrying [Cm] through
While Britannia's sons [Bb] with their great big guns [Eb] Sailed them through [Cm] the foggy _ dew
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
T'was England bade [Bb] our wild geese go [Eb] That small [Cm] nations might be free _
But their lonely graves [Bb] are by Sulver's bridge [Eb] On the fringes [Cm] of the Greyhound Sea _
[Eb] Oh had they [Bb] died by dear [Eb]
society Or had they fought with [Cm] _ Cobrud
[Fm] Their names we'd keep [Bb] where the Fenians sleep [Eb] We'd shroud them [Cm] for _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ the night
But the bravest fell [Bb] and the Red Queen bell [Eb] Rang [Cm] mournfully and clear _
For those who died [Bb] that Easter time [Eb] In the [Cm] springtime [G] of the [Cm] year _
[Eb] While the world did gaze [Bb] with [Eb] deep amaze At those fearless men [Cm] but few
Who for that fight [Bb] that freedom's light [Eb] Might shine [Cm] through the foggy dew _
Eyes down the glen [Bb] one Easter morn [Eb] To a city [Cm] fair O'Day _
Their armoured lines [Bb] of marching men [Eb] In [Cm] squadrons fast revived _
[Eb] No pipe did hum, [Bb] no [Eb] barge was drum It sounded [Cm] slow, tied to
But the angelus bell, [Bb] or the lippy swell [Eb] Rang out [Cm] through the foggy dew _
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_ [Eb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
I was down the glen [Bb] one Easter morn' [Eb] To a city [Cm] fair rode I _
There armoured [Bb] lines of marching men [Eb] In [Cm] squadrons passed me by
[Eb] Low piped did hum [Bb] no [Eb] battle drum Its sound its [Cm] loud tattoo _
But the angelus bell [Bb] o'er the lifty swell [Eb] Rang out to [Cm] the paltry hue
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _
Riding proudly high [Bb] in Dublin drum [Eb] They hung [Cm] out the flag of war
T'was better to die [Bb] neath an Irish stipe [Eb] Than at Sulver [Cm] Sud Elba _ _
[Eb] And from the [Bb] plains of [Eb] Royal Mead Strong men came [C] hurrying [Cm] through
While Britannia's sons [Bb] with their great big guns [Eb] Sailed them through [Cm] the foggy _ dew
_ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _
T'was England bade [Bb] our wild geese go [Eb] That small [Cm] nations might be free _
But their lonely graves [Bb] are by Sulver's bridge [Eb] On the fringes [Cm] of the Greyhound Sea _
[Eb] Oh had they [Bb] died by dear [Eb]
society Or had they fought with [Cm] _ Cobrud
[Fm] Their names we'd keep [Bb] where the Fenians sleep [Eb] We'd shroud them [Cm] for _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] _ _ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ [Eb] _
_ _ _ _ [Dm] _ _ [Cm] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ _ _ the night
But the bravest fell [Bb] and the Red Queen bell [Eb] Rang [Cm] mournfully and clear _
For those who died [Bb] that Easter time [Eb] In the [Cm] springtime [G] of the [Cm] year _
[Eb] While the world did gaze [Bb] with [Eb] deep amaze At those fearless men [Cm] but few
Who for that fight [Bb] that freedom's light [Eb] Might shine [Cm] through the foggy dew _
Eyes down the glen [Bb] one Easter morn [Eb] To a city [Cm] fair O'Day _
Their armoured lines [Bb] of marching men [Eb] In [Cm] squadrons fast revived _
[Eb] No pipe did hum, [Bb] no [Eb] barge was drum It sounded [Cm] slow, tied to
But the angelus bell, [Bb] or the lippy swell [Eb] Rang out [Cm] through the foggy dew _
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