Foggy Dew-ProSound Tribute Band

[ti:Foggy Dew] [ar:ProSound Tribute Band] [al:Tribute To: The Irish] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Foggy Dew - ProSound Tribute Band [00:11.29]As down the glen one Easter morn [00:16.22]To a city fair rode I [00:21.13]There Armed lines of marching men [00:26.33]In squadrons passed me by [00:31.37]No fife did hum nor battle drum did sound [00:37.31]It's dread tatoo [00:40.93]But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey swell rang [00:46.12]Out through the foggy dew [00:50.65]Right proudly high over Dublin Town [00:55.59]They hung out the flag of war [01:00.18]'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky [01:05.23]Than at Sulva or Sud El Bar [01:09.88]And from the plains of Royal Meath [01:14.66]Strong men came hurrying through [01:19.47]While Britannia's Huns with their long range [01:23.82]Guns sailed in through the foggy dew [01:29.01]'Twas Britannia bade our Wild Geese go [01:33.85]That small nations might be free [01:38.44]But their lonely graves are by Sulva's waves [01:43.35]Or the shore of the Great North Sea [01:48.23]Oh had they died by Pearse's side or fought [01:53.82]With Cathal Brugha [01:57.44]Their names we will keep where the fenians [02:01.54]Sleep 'neath the shroud of the foggy dew [02:07.36]But the bravest fell and the requiem bell rang [02:12.15]Mournfully and clear [02:16.48]For those who died that Eastertide [02:21.27]In the springing of the year [02:25.76]And the world did gaze in deep amaze [02:30.36]At those fearless men but few [02:35.27]Who bore the fight that freedom's light [02:40.07]Might shine through the foggy dew