Em D C D Em [Verse] Em D C D Em As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I Em D C D Em There armoured lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by G D Bm Em C No fife did hum nor battle drum did sound it's dread tatoo Em D C D Em But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey swell rang out through the foggy dew Em D C D Em Right proudly high over Dublin town, they flung out the flag of war Em D C D Em 'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky than at Suvla or Sud El Bar G D Bm Em C And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came hurrying through Em D C D Em While Britannia's huns with their long range guns sailed in through the foggy dew Em D C D Em 'Twas Britannia bade our Wild Geese go that small Nations might be free Em D C D Em But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves or the fringe of the great North Sea G D Bm Em C O, had they died by Pearse's side, or had fought with Cathal Brugha Em D C D Em Then their names we'd keep where the Fenians sleep, 'neath the shroud of the foggy dew Em D C D Em But the bravest fell and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear Em D C D Em For those who died that eastertide in the springtime of the year G D Bm Em C The world did gaze with deep amaze at those fearless men, but few Em D C D Em A G A Who bore the fight so that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew [Bridge] Em A G A Em D C D Em Ah, back through the glen I rode again and my heart with grief was sore Em D C D Em For I parted then with valiant men whom I never shall see no more G D Bm Em C But to and fro in my dreams I go and I'd kneel and pray for you Em D C D Em A G A For slavery fled, o' the glorious dead, when you fell in the foggy dew
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