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In 1919, three years before partial Irish Independence, Canon O'Neill attended the first sitting of the new Parliament known as the Dáil. The names of the elected were called out but many were absent and answered by others with a reply of "faoi ghlas ag na Gaill" meaning "locked up by the foreigner". Some time later he wrote the Foggy Dew, a song that tells the story of the Easter Rising but more importantly, reflecting the thoughts of many Irish nationalists at the time who had come to believe that the Irishmen who fought for Britain during the war should have stayed at home and fought for Irish independence instead. O'Neill sums up this feeling in the lines: ‘Twas far better to die ‘neath an Irish sky, Than at Suvla or Sud el Bar." (Sulva Bay, is in modern Turkey, where the Dublin Fusiliers landed in 1915. For Am and C use hammer ons and pull off in sync with your strumming. For my G I use the three finger version as I feel is sounds more traditional and rougher for Irish songs. A four finger G is too rich IMO but to each their own. [Verse 1]
As dAmown the glen one GEaster Emmorn to a Ccity Ffair Grode AmI, TherAme armed lines of Gmarching Emmen in sCquadrons FpassedG meAm by; No Cpipe did hum, nor Gbattle dEmrum did sCound it's Floud GtattooAm, But the AnAmgelus bell o'er the LiGffey's sEmwell rang out thCrough the FFoggGy DAmew. Am G Em C F G Am
[Verse 2]
RighAmt proudly high o'er GDublin EmTown they Chung out the Fflag Gof Amwar, TwasAm better die neath an GIrish Emsky than at CSuvla or SFud GEl AmBar; AndC from the plains of GRoyal EmMeath strongC men came FhurryiGng tAmhrough, While BritAmtania's sons, with their Glong range guEmns, sailed Cin through the FFoggGy Dew.Am Am G Em C G Am
[Verse 3]
O, tAmhe night fell black, and the rGifles cEmrack made C"Perfidious AGlbion" rAmeel, 'MidAm the leaden rain, seven tongGues of flEmame did sChine o'er the liGnes of stAmeel; By Ceach shinning blade a prayeGr was saEmid that to CIreland her sGons be Amtrue, And when mAmorning broke still the Gwar flag Emshook out it's Cfolds in thGe Foggy AmDew.
[Verse 4]
'TwaAms England bade our GWild Geese Emgo, Cthat small nations Fmight Gbe Amfree, But Amtheir lonely graves are by GSuvla's Emwaves or the fCringe of the FGreatG North AmSea. Oh Chad they died by PeGarse's sidEme or had Cfought with FCathalG BrughAma, Their nameAms we'd keep where the GFenians Emsleep,C 'neath the shroud of the FFogGgy AmDew Am G Em C G Am
[Verse 5]
But Amthe bravest fell, and the Grequiem Embell rCang mournfFullGy and cAmlear, For Amthose who died the GEastertideEm in tChe springtime Fof thGe yAmear. WhiCle the world did gaze with Gdeep amEmaze at thCose fearless Fmen bGut feAmw, Who bore tAmhe fight that Gfreedom's ligEmht might Cshine through the FFogGgy DeAmw,
[Verse 6]
BackAm through the glen I rGode againEm, and my hCeart with gFrief Gwas Amsore, For AmI parted then with vGaliant mEmen who IC never shall Fsee GmoreAm; ButC to and from in my dGreams I Emgo, and CI'd kneel and FpraGy for Amyou, For Amslavery fled, O Gglorious dEmead when you Cfell in the FFogGgy AmDew.