the clancy brothers、tommy makem - The Foggy Dew
[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com [00:00.65]The Foggy Dew - The Clancy Brothers [00:04.87]It was down the glen one Easter morn [00:09.46]To a city fair rode I [00:14.61]There Ireland's lines of marching men [00:19.82]In squadron passed me by [00:24.45]No pipes did hum or no battle drum [00:29.31]Was sound its dread tattoo [00:34.33]But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey swell [00:39.10]Rang out in the Foggy Dew [00:44.17]Right proudly high over Dublin town [00:49.16]They hung out the flag of war [00:53.96]For 'twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky than [00:59.27]At Suvla or Sud El Bar [01:03.55]And from the plains of Royal Meath [01:08.67]Strong men came hurrying through [01:13.45]While Brittania's sons with their long range guns [01:18.28]Sailed in by the Foggy Dew [01:23.43]'Twas England bade our wild geese go that [01:28.44]Small nations might be free [01:33.13]Their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves [01:38.06]On the fringe of the grey North Sea [01:42.69]But had they died by Pearse's side [01:47.48]Or fought with Valera true [01:52.49]Their graves we'd keep where the Fenians sleep [01:57.68]'Neath the hills of the Foggy Dew [02:39.69]The bravest fell and the sullen bell [02:44.37]Rang mournfully and clear [02:48.85]For those who died that Easter tide [02:53.73]In the springing of the year [02:58.32]And the world did gaze in deep amaze [03:03.08]At those fearless men and true [03:07.77]Who bore the fight that freedom's light [03:12.64]Might shine through the Foggy Dew
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[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com[00:00.65]The Foggy Dew - The Clancy Brothers
[00:04.87]It was down the glen one Easter morn
[00:09.46]To a city fair rode I
[00:14.61]There Ireland's lines of marching men
[00:19.82]In squadron passed me by
[00:24.45]No pipes did hum or no battle drum
[00:29.31]Was sound its dread tattoo
[00:34.33]But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey swell
[00:39.10]Rang out in the Foggy Dew
[00:44.17]Right proudly high over Dublin town
[00:49.16]They hung out the flag of war
[00:53.96]For 'twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky than
[00:59.27]At Suvla or Sud El Bar
[01:03.55]And from the plains of Royal Meath
[01:08.67]Strong men came hurrying through
[01:13.45]While Brittania's sons with their long range guns
[01:18.28]Sailed in by the Foggy Dew
[01:23.43]'Twas England bade our wild geese go that
[01:28.44]Small nations might be free
[01:33.13]Their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves
[01:38.06]On the fringe of the grey North Sea
[01:42.69]But had they died by Pearse's side
[01:47.48]Or fought with Valera true
[01:52.49]Their graves we'd keep where the Fenians sleep
[01:57.68]'Neath the hills of the Foggy Dew
[02:39.69]The bravest fell and the sullen bell
[02:44.37]Rang mournfully and clear
[02:48.85]For those who died that Easter tide
[02:53.73]In the springing of the year
[02:58.32]And the world did gaze in deep amaze
[03:03.08]At those fearless men and true
[03:07.77]Who bore the fight that freedom's light
[03:12.64]Might shine through the Foggy Dew