Fire On Mcginnis - Foggy Dew lyrics

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'Twas down the glen one Easter morn

To a city fair road I

When Ireland's line of marching men

In squadrons passed me by

No pipe did hum no battle drum did sound its dread tattoo

But the Angelus bell and the liffey's swell rang out in the foggy dew

Right proudly high o'er Dublin town, they flung out a flag of war

'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky then at Suvla or Sud el Bar

And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came a-hurrying through

While Britannia's sons with their long-range guns sailed in through the

foggy dew

But the night fell black, the rifle crack made "Prefidious Albion" reel

'Mid the leaden rain seven tongues of flame did shine o'er the lines of

steel.

By every blade a prayer was said that to Ireland her sons be true

And when morning broke still the war flag shook out it's folds in the

foggy dew

But the bravest fell and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear

For those who died at Eastertide at the sprining of the year.

The world did gaze with deep amaze at those fearless men and true

Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew

Oh back through the glen, I rode again

My heart with grief was sore

For I parted then with valiant men whom I never shall see more

To and fro in my dreams I go, I kneel, I will pray for you

For Slavery fled o'er glorious dead when you fell in the foggy dew