The Foggy Dew Chords by Damien Dempsey
Tempo:
119.7 bpm
Chords used:
D
Em
C
E
G
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Em]
[D]
[C] [D]
[E] As down that glen [D] one Easter morn to a city [D] fair, [E] O'di,
There armoured lines [D] of marching men [C] in [D] squadrons passed [E] me by.
No [G]
fife did hum, [Bm] no bassle drum [Em] did sound its dread [C] time to.
But [Em] the angelus [E] bell, [D] or the [E] leafy swirl, [C] rang out through the foggy [E] dew.
Right proudly high over Goblin Town, [C] they flung out [D] the flag [E] of war.
But was better [Em] to die [D] meet an Irish guy than [C] at Suvla [D] or [E] Sudalbar.
[Bm] And [G] from the plains of [D] Royale Meath [E] strong men came hurrying [C]
true.
While [Em]
[E] Bretonnia's hounds with [D] their long-range gongs [C] sailed in through [D] the foggy [E] dew.
Was [Em] Bretonnia better [D] while he's gone, [C] so small nations [D] might [Em] be free.
But their lonely graves are [D] by Suvla's ways, [C] are the fringe [D] of the grey [Em] North Sea.
[G] Oh, had they died [D] by [Bm] pesticides or for the weak [C] cold brew,
[Em] Then their names we'd keep [D] where the Femians sleep,
[C] Meet the shroud [D] of the foggy dew.
But the ravenous bell and the requiem bell [C] rang [D] mournfully
[Em] unclear.
For those who died [D] at that Easter tide in the [C] springtime [D] of [Em] the year,
[G] The world did gaze [D] with [Bm] deep amaze [Em] at those fearless men.
But [C] fear,
[Em] for their fight, [D] saw that freedom's light [C] might shine [D] through the foggy [Em] dew.
[A] [G] [A]
[Em] [A]
[G]
[E] Back through the glen [D] I rode [D] again, and my [C] heart with grief [E] was sore.
For I parted then with [D] Balian men, whom I never [D] shall see [Em] no more.
[F#m] [G] But to a throne in [D] my dreams I [B] go, [Em] and kneel and pray [C] for you.
[Em] For slavery fled [D] on a glorious day, when [C] you fell [E] in the foggy [Em] dew.
[A] [G] [A]
[Em] [A] [G]
[A]
[D]
[C] [D]
[E] As down that glen [D] one Easter morn to a city [D] fair, [E] O'di,
There armoured lines [D] of marching men [C] in [D] squadrons passed [E] me by.
No [G]
fife did hum, [Bm] no bassle drum [Em] did sound its dread [C] time to.
But [Em] the angelus [E] bell, [D] or the [E] leafy swirl, [C] rang out through the foggy [E] dew.
Right proudly high over Goblin Town, [C] they flung out [D] the flag [E] of war.
But was better [Em] to die [D] meet an Irish guy than [C] at Suvla [D] or [E] Sudalbar.
[Bm] And [G] from the plains of [D] Royale Meath [E] strong men came hurrying [C]
true.
While [Em]
[E] Bretonnia's hounds with [D] their long-range gongs [C] sailed in through [D] the foggy [E] dew.
Was [Em] Bretonnia better [D] while he's gone, [C] so small nations [D] might [Em] be free.
But their lonely graves are [D] by Suvla's ways, [C] are the fringe [D] of the grey [Em] North Sea.
[G] Oh, had they died [D] by [Bm] pesticides or for the weak [C] cold brew,
[Em] Then their names we'd keep [D] where the Femians sleep,
[C] Meet the shroud [D] of the foggy dew.
But the ravenous bell and the requiem bell [C] rang [D] mournfully
[Em] unclear.
For those who died [D] at that Easter tide in the [C] springtime [D] of [Em] the year,
[G] The world did gaze [D] with [Bm] deep amaze [Em] at those fearless men.
But [C] fear,
[Em] for their fight, [D] saw that freedom's light [C] might shine [D] through the foggy [Em] dew.
[A] [G] [A]
[Em] [A]
[G]
[E] Back through the glen [D] I rode [D] again, and my [C] heart with grief [E] was sore.
For I parted then with [D] Balian men, whom I never [D] shall see [Em] no more.
[F#m] [G] But to a throne in [D] my dreams I [B] go, [Em] and kneel and pray [C] for you.
[Em] For slavery fled [D] on a glorious day, when [C] you fell [E] in the foggy [Em] dew.
[A] [G] [A]
[Em] [A] [G]
[A]
Key:
D
Em
C
E
G
D
Em
C
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Em] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ As _ down that glen [D] one Easter _ morn to a _ city [D] _ fair, [E] O'di, _ _ _
There _ _ armoured lines [D] of _ marching men [C] in _ [D] squadrons passed [E] me by.
_ No _ _ [G] _
fife did hum, [Bm] no _ bassle drum [Em] did sound its dread [C] time to. _ _ _
But [Em] the _ angelus [E] bell, [D] or the _ [E] leafy swirl, [C] rang out through the _ foggy [E] dew.
_ _ _ _ Right proudly _ high over _ Goblin Town, [C] they flung out [D] the flag [E] of _ war.
_ But was better [Em] to die [D] meet an _ Irish guy than [C] at Suvla [D] or _ _ [E] Sudalbar. _ _ _
_ [Bm] And [G] _ from the plains of [D] _ Royale Meath [E] strong men came _ hurrying [C]
true.
_ _ While [Em] _ _
[E] Bretonnia's hounds with [D] their long-range gongs [C] sailed in through [D] the foggy _ [E] dew.
_ _ _ Was [Em] _ Bretonnia _ better [D] while he's gone, [C] so small nations [D] might [Em] be free. _ _
But their lonely _ graves are [D] by _ Suvla's ways, [C] are the fringe [D] of the grey [Em] North Sea. _
_ _ [G] Oh, had they died [D] by _ _ [Bm] pesticides _ or for the weak _ [C] cold brew,
_ _ _ [Em] Then their names we'd keep [D] where the Femians sleep,
[C] Meet the shroud [D] of the foggy _ dew.
_ But the _ ravenous bell and the requiem bell [C] rang _ [D] mournfully _
_ [Em] _ _ unclear.
_ For those who died [D] at that Easter _ tide in the [C] _ springtime [D] of [Em] the year, _ _
[G] The world did gaze [D] with [Bm] deep _ amaze [Em] at those fearless _ men.
But [C] fear, _
_ _ [Em] for _ their fight, [D] saw that _ _ freedom's light [C] might shine [D] through the foggy [Em] dew.
_ [A] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] Back through the glen [D] I rode [D] _ again, and my [C] heart with grief [E] was sore. _
_ For I parted _ then with _ [D] Balian men, whom I never [D] shall see [Em] no more.
_ _ [F#m] _ [G] But to a throne in [D] my dreams I [B] go, [Em] and kneel and pray [C] for you. _ _ _
[Em] For slavery _ fled [D] on a glorious _ day, when [C] you fell [E] in the foggy [Em] dew.
_ [A] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ As _ down that glen [D] one Easter _ morn to a _ city [D] _ fair, [E] O'di, _ _ _
There _ _ armoured lines [D] of _ marching men [C] in _ [D] squadrons passed [E] me by.
_ No _ _ [G] _
fife did hum, [Bm] no _ bassle drum [Em] did sound its dread [C] time to. _ _ _
But [Em] the _ angelus [E] bell, [D] or the _ [E] leafy swirl, [C] rang out through the _ foggy [E] dew.
_ _ _ _ Right proudly _ high over _ Goblin Town, [C] they flung out [D] the flag [E] of _ war.
_ But was better [Em] to die [D] meet an _ Irish guy than [C] at Suvla [D] or _ _ [E] Sudalbar. _ _ _
_ [Bm] And [G] _ from the plains of [D] _ Royale Meath [E] strong men came _ hurrying [C]
true.
_ _ While [Em] _ _
[E] Bretonnia's hounds with [D] their long-range gongs [C] sailed in through [D] the foggy _ [E] dew.
_ _ _ Was [Em] _ Bretonnia _ better [D] while he's gone, [C] so small nations [D] might [Em] be free. _ _
But their lonely _ graves are [D] by _ Suvla's ways, [C] are the fringe [D] of the grey [Em] North Sea. _
_ _ [G] Oh, had they died [D] by _ _ [Bm] pesticides _ or for the weak _ [C] cold brew,
_ _ _ [Em] Then their names we'd keep [D] where the Femians sleep,
[C] Meet the shroud [D] of the foggy _ dew.
_ But the _ ravenous bell and the requiem bell [C] rang _ [D] mournfully _
_ [Em] _ _ unclear.
_ For those who died [D] at that Easter _ tide in the [C] _ springtime [D] of [Em] the year, _ _
[G] The world did gaze [D] with [Bm] deep _ amaze [Em] at those fearless _ men.
But [C] fear, _
_ _ [Em] for _ their fight, [D] saw that _ _ freedom's light [C] might shine [D] through the foggy [Em] dew.
_ [A] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[E] Back through the glen [D] I rode [D] _ again, and my [C] heart with grief [E] was sore. _
_ For I parted _ then with _ [D] Balian men, whom I never [D] shall see [Em] no more.
_ _ [F#m] _ [G] But to a throne in [D] my dreams I [B] go, [Em] and kneel and pray [C] for you. _ _ _
[Em] For slavery _ fled [D] on a glorious _ day, when [C] you fell [E] in the foggy [Em] dew.
_ [A] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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