Аккорды Daoiri Farrell - The Foggy Dew

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[Intro]
Am   G   Em   (2X)

[Verse 1]
    Am               G      Em        C    G       Am
As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I
    Am               G        Em     C         G         Am
There armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by
   C                G      Em       C          G      Dm
No fife did hum, no battle drum did sound it's lonely tattoo
        Am                    G        Em             C      G     Am
But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey's swell rang out on the Foggy Dew

[Verse 2]
    Am                  G      Em       C            G       Am
Oh it proudly high over Dublin sky they hung out the flag of war
       Am                        G     Em          C        G      Am
It was better to die beneath the Irish sky than at Suvla or Sud El Bar
    C                  G     Em               C    G        Dm
And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came marching through
          Am                       G          Em           C        G     Am
Oh and Brittania's sons, and their long range guns, sailed into the Foggy Dew

[Verse 3]
          Am                           G     Em          C          G       Am
Well, the night it grew black, and the rifle crack made "Perfidious Albion" reel
            Am                 G          Em         C        G        Am
Through the leaden rain, seven tongues of flame rang out over lines on steel
       C             G             Em           C         G           Dm
And to every blade a prayer it was said that to Ireland I amend it be true
              Am                     G        Em             C            G     Am
And when the morning broke still the war flag shook out it's folds in the Foggy Dew

[Verse 4]
            Am               G          Em       C             G        Am
Well it was England bade our Wild Geese go, that small nations might be free
          Am                   G       Em              C              G           Am
But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves or on the fringes on the Great North Sea
    C                G        Em      C           G      Dm
For had they died by Pearse's side or fought with Cathal Brugha
      Am                            G       Em               C             G     Am
Their names we would keep where the men all sleep, under the shroud of the Foggy Dew

[Verse 5]
    Am                        G       Em        C      G       Am
But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear
    Am                  G     Em          C             G   Am
For those who died that Eastertide in the springtime of the year
        C                    G    Em             C           G   Dm
And the world it did gaze in deep amaze at those gallant men but true
    Am                  G         Em          C                 G     Am
Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the Foggy Dew

[Verse 6]
     Am                   G    Em            C          G            Am
Well back o'er the glen I rode again, and my heart with grief it was sore
      Am               G       Em        C           G      Am
For I parted then with valiant men who I never shall see no more
    C                G       Em           C           G        Dm
And to and fro in my sleep I go, and I'll kneel and I pray for you
   Am              G       Em            C           G     Dm
Oh slavery fled, O gallant dead when you fell on the Foggy Dew
   Am                G        Em            C           G     Am
Oh slavery fled, our glorious dead when you died on the Foggy Dew 
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