Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Foggy Dew, artist - Pertness.
Date of issue: 08.04.2010
Song language: English
Foggy Dew |
'Twas down the glen one Easter morn |
To a city fair rode I |
When Ireland’s line of marching men |
In squadron passed me by |
Right proudly high over Dublin town |
They hung out a flag of war |
'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky |
Than at Suvla or Sud el Bar |
No pipe did hum, no battle drum |
Did sound its dread tattoo |
But the Angelus bell o’er the Liffey’s swell |
Rang out in the foggy dew |
Right proudly high over Dublin town |
They hung out a flag of war |
'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky |
Than at Suvla or Sud el Bar |
And from the plains of Royal Meath |
Strong men came hurrying through |
While Brittanials sons with their long-range guns |
Sailed in from the foggy dew |
'Twas down the glen one Easter morn |
To a city fair rode I |
When Ireland’s line of marching men |
In squadrons passed me by |
But the Angelus bell o’er the Liffey’s swell |
Rang out in the foggy dew |
But the Angelus bell o’er the Liffey’s swell |
Rang out in the foggy dew |