Chords for The Players Brigade - Foggy Dew
Tempo:
115.25 bpm
Chords used:
Cm
Bb
Gm
Eb
Ab
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Cm] T'was down the glen [Ab] [Bb] on an [G] Easter [Gm] morn' [Cm] To a city [Bb] so fair, [Cm] oh, die.
For there aren't lines [Bb] of [Gm] marching men [Cm] In [Bb] squadrons they passed [Cm] me by.
And [Eb] no fie did hum, [Bb] nor battle [Gm] drum [Cm] Did sound [Bb] out its loud [Cm] satoon.
But the angelous bells, [Gm] or the lively swells, [Dm] [Cm] [Bb] Rang out in the morning [Cm]
dew.
For a glen [Gm] high over a golden town [Cm] They hung [Bb] at the flag [Cm] of war.
But was better to die [Bb] in that [Gm] Irish sky [Cm] Than at [Bb] Stouffan's [Cm]
Sudalbar.
[Eb] And from the plains [Bb] of Royalby [Cm] Great [Bb] men came galloping [Cm] through.
And where the Tadge's [Bb] hounds, with their long-range guns, [Cm] Stood at [Bb] war for the [Cm] boggy dew.
But was England to [Bb] bed, or [Gm] wild geese to go, [Cm] That small [Bb] nations might [Cm] be free.
What their lonely graves [Bb] are by [Gm] silver waves [Cm] On the bridge [Bb] of the great [Cm] North Sea.
[Gm] [Eb] Oh, had they died [Bb] by mere sight, [Cm] Or fought [Bb] with the noble [Cm] Calbra.
And their names we will keep [Bb] where the Fenians sleep, [Cm] Beneath [Bb] the shroud of the
[Cm] boggy dew.
[Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm]
[Bb] [Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm] [Gm] [Eb]
[Bb] [Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm]
[Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm] Oh, will the praebus bell [Bb] and [Gm] the requiem bell, [Cm] So [Bb] mournfully loud [Cm] and dear.
For those who died [Bb] on that Easter time, [Cm] Did the [Bb] springtime [Cm] of the year.
[Eb] And while the world did [Bb] gaze with [Gm] deep amaze [Cm] At those [Bb] fearless men [Cm] but few.
And to bore the light [Bb] that should [Gm] freedom's light [Cm] Might shine [Bb] through the [Cm] boggy dew.
[Gm] [Cm] Oh, back through the glen [Bb] I rode again, [Cm] But my heart [Gm] with grief was so.
[Cm] For I parted then [Bb] with those gallant [Cm] men, Of those [Bb] who I'll see [Eb] no more.
[Bb] [Eb] And what to and fro [Bb] in my dreams [Gm] I [Cm] go, I kneel [Gm] and I pray [Cm] for you.
Oh, [D] for slavery fled [Gm] and the rebels [Bb] dead, [Cm] When you fell [Bb] in the [Cm] boggy dew.
[Cm]
[Bb] [Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm]
[Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm] [Eb]
[Bb] [Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm]
[Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm] Oh, for slavery fled [Bb] and the rebels [Gm]
dead, [Cm] When you fell in [Bb] the [Cm] boggy dew.
For there aren't lines [Bb] of [Gm] marching men [Cm] In [Bb] squadrons they passed [Cm] me by.
And [Eb] no fie did hum, [Bb] nor battle [Gm] drum [Cm] Did sound [Bb] out its loud [Cm] satoon.
But the angelous bells, [Gm] or the lively swells, [Dm] [Cm] [Bb] Rang out in the morning [Cm]
dew.
For a glen [Gm] high over a golden town [Cm] They hung [Bb] at the flag [Cm] of war.
But was better to die [Bb] in that [Gm] Irish sky [Cm] Than at [Bb] Stouffan's [Cm]
Sudalbar.
[Eb] And from the plains [Bb] of Royalby [Cm] Great [Bb] men came galloping [Cm] through.
And where the Tadge's [Bb] hounds, with their long-range guns, [Cm] Stood at [Bb] war for the [Cm] boggy dew.
But was England to [Bb] bed, or [Gm] wild geese to go, [Cm] That small [Bb] nations might [Cm] be free.
What their lonely graves [Bb] are by [Gm] silver waves [Cm] On the bridge [Bb] of the great [Cm] North Sea.
[Gm] [Eb] Oh, had they died [Bb] by mere sight, [Cm] Or fought [Bb] with the noble [Cm] Calbra.
And their names we will keep [Bb] where the Fenians sleep, [Cm] Beneath [Bb] the shroud of the
[Cm] boggy dew.
[Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm]
[Bb] [Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm] [Gm] [Eb]
[Bb] [Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm]
[Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm] Oh, will the praebus bell [Bb] and [Gm] the requiem bell, [Cm] So [Bb] mournfully loud [Cm] and dear.
For those who died [Bb] on that Easter time, [Cm] Did the [Bb] springtime [Cm] of the year.
[Eb] And while the world did [Bb] gaze with [Gm] deep amaze [Cm] At those [Bb] fearless men [Cm] but few.
And to bore the light [Bb] that should [Gm] freedom's light [Cm] Might shine [Bb] through the [Cm] boggy dew.
[Gm] [Cm] Oh, back through the glen [Bb] I rode again, [Cm] But my heart [Gm] with grief was so.
[Cm] For I parted then [Bb] with those gallant [Cm] men, Of those [Bb] who I'll see [Eb] no more.
[Bb] [Eb] And what to and fro [Bb] in my dreams [Gm] I [Cm] go, I kneel [Gm] and I pray [Cm] for you.
Oh, [D] for slavery fled [Gm] and the rebels [Bb] dead, [Cm] When you fell [Bb] in the [Cm] boggy dew.
[Cm]
[Bb] [Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm]
[Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm] [Eb]
[Bb] [Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm]
[Gm] [Cm] [Bb]
[Cm] Oh, for slavery fled [Bb] and the rebels [Gm]
dead, [Cm] When you fell in [Bb] the [Cm] boggy dew.
Key:
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_ _ _ [Cm] T'was _ down the glen [Ab] _ [Bb] on an _ [G] Easter [Gm] _ morn' [Cm] _ To a _ city [Bb] so fair, [Cm] oh, die. _
_ For there _ aren't lines [Bb] of _ _ [Gm] marching men [Cm] In _ [Bb] squadrons they passed [Cm] me by.
_ _ _ And [Eb] no fie _ did hum, [Bb] nor _ battle [Gm] drum [Cm] Did sound [Bb] out its loud _ [Cm] _ _ satoon.
But the _ _ angelous bells, [Gm] or the _ lively _ _ swells, [Dm] _ _ [Cm] [Bb] Rang out in the morning [Cm] _
dew.
For a glen [Gm] high over a golden town [Cm] They hung [Bb] at the flag [Cm] of war.
But was better to die [Bb] in that [Gm] Irish sky [Cm] Than at [Bb] Stouffan's _ [Cm] _
Sudalbar.
_ [Eb] And from the plains [Bb] of Royalby [Cm] Great [Bb] men came galloping [Cm] through.
And where the Tadge's [Bb] hounds, with their long-range guns, [Cm] Stood at [Bb] war for the [Cm] boggy dew.
But was England to [Bb] bed, or [Gm] wild geese to go, [Cm] That small [Bb] nations might [Cm] be free.
_ What their lonely graves [Bb] are by [Gm] silver waves [Cm] On the bridge [Bb] of the great [Cm] North Sea.
[Gm] _ [Eb] Oh, had they died [Bb] by mere sight, [Cm] Or fought [Bb] with the noble [Cm] _ Calbra.
And their names we will keep [Bb] where the Fenians sleep, [Cm] Beneath [Bb] the shroud of the _
[Cm] boggy dew. _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ [Gm] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ [Gm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ Oh, will the praebus bell [Bb] and [Gm] the requiem bell, [Cm] So [Bb] mournfully loud [Cm] and dear.
_ For those who died [Bb] on that Easter time, [Cm] Did the [Bb] springtime [Cm] of the year.
[Eb] And while the world did [Bb] gaze with [Gm] deep amaze [Cm] At those [Bb] fearless men [Cm] but few.
_ And to bore the light [Bb] that should [Gm] freedom's light [Cm] Might shine [Bb] through the [Cm] boggy dew.
[Gm] [Cm] Oh, back through the glen [Bb] I rode again, [Cm] But my heart [Gm] with grief was so.
[Cm] For I parted then [Bb] with those gallant [Cm] men, Of those [Bb] who I'll see [Eb] no more.
[Bb] [Eb] And what to and fro [Bb] in my dreams [Gm] I [Cm] go, I kneel [Gm] and I pray [Cm] for _ you.
Oh, [D] for slavery fled [Gm] and the rebels [Bb] dead, [Cm] When you fell [Bb] in the [Cm] boggy dew.
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[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ Oh, for slavery fled [Bb] and the rebels [Gm] _ _
dead, _ [Cm] When you fell in [Bb] the _ _ [Cm] boggy dew. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ For there _ aren't lines [Bb] of _ _ [Gm] marching men [Cm] In _ [Bb] squadrons they passed [Cm] me by.
_ _ _ And [Eb] no fie _ did hum, [Bb] nor _ battle [Gm] drum [Cm] Did sound [Bb] out its loud _ [Cm] _ _ satoon.
But the _ _ angelous bells, [Gm] or the _ lively _ _ swells, [Dm] _ _ [Cm] [Bb] Rang out in the morning [Cm] _
dew.
For a glen [Gm] high over a golden town [Cm] They hung [Bb] at the flag [Cm] of war.
But was better to die [Bb] in that [Gm] Irish sky [Cm] Than at [Bb] Stouffan's _ [Cm] _
Sudalbar.
_ [Eb] And from the plains [Bb] of Royalby [Cm] Great [Bb] men came galloping [Cm] through.
And where the Tadge's [Bb] hounds, with their long-range guns, [Cm] Stood at [Bb] war for the [Cm] boggy dew.
But was England to [Bb] bed, or [Gm] wild geese to go, [Cm] That small [Bb] nations might [Cm] be free.
_ What their lonely graves [Bb] are by [Gm] silver waves [Cm] On the bridge [Bb] of the great [Cm] North Sea.
[Gm] _ [Eb] Oh, had they died [Bb] by mere sight, [Cm] Or fought [Bb] with the noble [Cm] _ Calbra.
And their names we will keep [Bb] where the Fenians sleep, [Cm] Beneath [Bb] the shroud of the _
[Cm] boggy dew. _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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[Cm] _ _ _ [Gm] _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
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[Cm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _
[Cm] _ _ _ Oh, will the praebus bell [Bb] and [Gm] the requiem bell, [Cm] So [Bb] mournfully loud [Cm] and dear.
_ For those who died [Bb] on that Easter time, [Cm] Did the [Bb] springtime [Cm] of the year.
[Eb] And while the world did [Bb] gaze with [Gm] deep amaze [Cm] At those [Bb] fearless men [Cm] but few.
_ And to bore the light [Bb] that should [Gm] freedom's light [Cm] Might shine [Bb] through the [Cm] boggy dew.
[Gm] [Cm] Oh, back through the glen [Bb] I rode again, [Cm] But my heart [Gm] with grief was so.
[Cm] For I parted then [Bb] with those gallant [Cm] men, Of those [Bb] who I'll see [Eb] no more.
[Bb] [Eb] And what to and fro [Bb] in my dreams [Gm] I [Cm] go, I kneel [Gm] and I pray [Cm] for _ you.
Oh, [D] for slavery fled [Gm] and the rebels [Bb] dead, [Cm] When you fell [Bb] in the [Cm] boggy dew.
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[Cm] _ _ _ Oh, for slavery fled [Bb] and the rebels [Gm] _ _
dead, _ [Cm] When you fell in [Bb] the _ _ [Cm] boggy dew. _ _ _
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