Chords for The Foggy Dew

[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ To _ a stone peg, then one Easter [Gm] _
moon, To a steady _ fair old day,
_ _ There are men, lades, a-marching in, _ [G] In squadrons, pass me by.
_ _ _ No pipe did hum, nor battle drum, _ Did sound, [Gm] did strip, _ tattoo,
[G] _ _ But the _ anchor's bell, sword, and _ leafies, _ Rang out through the foggy dew.
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Rye, piley, half [F]-poured, double-end, [Eb] Lady hung, [Bb] that's like [Gm] a war,
_ Twas better to die, [F] make a new risk, [Eb] Than live through [Bb] the worst, and [Gm] build a power.
_ [Bb] And from the faints [F] of royal reed, [Gm] Young men came [Eb] hurrying through,
_ [Gm] _ But Britannia's humps kept [F] their long range, [Eb] Stilled them through [Bb] the [Gm] foggy dew. _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ _ _ [Bb] _ [Gm] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ But Britannia by [F] her white heat, [Eb] The last small [Bb] nations might [Gm] be free,
_ But their only graves [F] are by Stouglas, [Gm] Off shore of the great North Sea.
_ [Bb] Oh, how they died [F] by pierced eyes, [Gm] Over fought with cattle [Eb] _ brood,
[Gm] Their names they will keep [F] by the fiends, [Eb] In the shroud [Gm] of the foggy dew. _ _ _ _ _
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[Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ But the brave has fell, [F] and the rock they end, [Eb] By the [Bb] mournful land [Gm] of fear,
_ For those who died [F] by the stir, [Eb] In the [Bb] springtime [Gm] of year.
_ [Bb] And the world it keeps, [F] fed deep by maize, Had [Eb] the fearless men but few,
[Gm] Who bore the fate [F] of freedom, _ _ _ [Eb] And each shined [Gm] through the foggy dew. _ _
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