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Sinéad O'Connor & The Chieftans - The Foggy Dew (rehearsal)
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Sinead O'Connor & the Chieftains - The Foggy Dew
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Sinéad O'Connor & The Chieftans - The Foggy Dew (rehearsal)
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Fusionaut (Member Profile)
Why thank you Fusionaut! You got me on a Luke Kelly vibe there, I was enjoying a selection of old tunes. Just saw on the news in the last 10 mintues that Liam Clancy died. Another of the trad. guys gone. I'll have to seek out some Liam Clancy stuff next I get a chance.
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Thank Moo Youdonia!
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Fusionaut (Member Profile)
And you, sir!
^Fusionaut:
quick *quality before it heads to pqueueland
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Thank you EndAll!
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Thank Moo Youdonia!
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EndAll (Member Profile)
Thank you EndAll!
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Luke Kelly - The Foggy Dew
As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I
There Armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by
No pipe did hum, no battle drum did sound its loud tattoo
But the Angelus Bell o'er the Liffey's swell rang out through the foggy dew
Right proudly high over Dublin Town they hung out the 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 Britannia's Huns, with their long range guns sailed in through the foggy dew
'Twas England bade our wild geese go, that "small nations might be free";
Their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves or the fringe of the great North Sea.
Oh, had they died by Pearse's side or fought with Cathal Brugha*
Their graves we'd keep where the Fenians sleep, 'neath the shroud of the foggy dew.
Oh the night fell black, and the rifles' crack made perfidious Albion reel
In the leaden rain, seven tongues of flame did shine o'er the lines of steel
By each shining blade a prayer was said, that to Ireland her sons be true
But when morning broke, still the war flag shook out its folds in the foggy dew
Oh the bravest fell, and the Requiem bell rang mournfully and clear
For those who died that Eastertide in the spring time of the year
And the world did gaze, in deep amaze, at those fearless men, but few,
Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the foggy dew
As back through the glen I rode again and my heart with grief was sore
For I parted then with valiant men whom I never shall see more
But to and fro in my dreams I go and I kneel and pray for you,
For slavery fled, O glorious dead, when you fell in the foggy dew.