Verse 1
    Am (x02210@1)                G (320003@1)             C (x32010@1)  G (320003@1)     Am (x02210@1) As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I,
    Am (x02210@1)                G (320003@1)            C (x32010@1)       G (320003@1)      Am (x02210@1) There armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by;
   C (x32010@1)                 G (320003@1)    Am (x02210@1)                  Em (022000@1)    Am (x02210@1) No pipe did hum, nor battle drum did sound it's loud tattoo,
          Am (x02210@1)                  G (320003@1)                 C (x32010@1)             F (133211@1)   Am (x02210@1) But the Angelus bell o'er the Liffey's swell rang out through the Foggy Dew.

Verse 2
        Am (x02210@1)              G (320003@1)              C (x32010@1)          G (320003@1)     Am (x02210@1) Right proudly high o'er Dublin Town they hung out the flag of war,
       Am (x02210@1)                G (320003@1)               C (x32010@1)      G (320003@1)    Am (x02210@1) Twas better die neath an Irish sky than at Suvla or Sud El Bar;
      C (x32010@1)                G (320003@1)   Am (x02210@1)                  Em (022000@1)     Am (x02210@1) And from the plains of Royal Meath strong men came hurrying through,
        Am (x02210@1)                         G (320003@1)                     C (x32010@1)            F (133211@1)   Am (x02210@1) While Brittania's Huns, with their long range guns, sailed in through the Foggy Dew.

Verse 3
         Am (x02210@1)                      G (320003@1)                C (x32010@1)        G (320003@1)     Am (x02210@1) O, the night fell black, and the rifles crack made "Perfidious Albion" reel,
           Am (x02210@1)               G (320003@1)                  C (x32010@1)            G (320003@1)      Am (x02210@1) 'Mid the leaden rain, seven tongues of flame did shine o'er the lines of steel;
          C (x32010@1)              G (320003@1)                     Am (x02210@1)        Em (022000@1)    Am (x02210@1) By each shinning blade a prayer was said that to Ireland her sons be true,
           Am (x02210@1)                    G (320003@1)                     C (x32010@1)          F (133211@1)   Am (x02210@1) And when morning broke still the war flag shook out it's folds in the Foggy Dew.

Verse 4
        Am (x02210@1)             G (320003@1)                C (x32010@1)           G (320003@1)      Am (x02210@1) 'Twas England bade our Wild Geese go that small nations might be free,
            Am (x02210@1)                 G (320003@1)                  C (x32010@1)           G (320003@1)         Am (x02210@1) But their lonely graves are by Suvla's waves or the fringe of the Great North Sea.
     C (x32010@1)              G (320003@1)      Am (x02210@1)                    Em (022000@1)      Am (x02210@1) Oh had they died by Pearse's side or had fought with Cathal Brugha,
        Am (x02210@1)                      G (320003@1)                       C (x32010@1)           F (133211@1)   Am (x02210@1) Their names we'd keep where the Fenians sleep, 'neath the shroud of the Foggy Dew

Verse 5
          Am (x02210@1)                  G (320003@1)                C (x32010@1)       G (320003@1) Am (x02210@1) But the bravest fell, and the requiem bell rang mournfully and clear,
      Am (x02210@1)               G (320003@1)               C (x32010@1)           G (320003@1) Am (x02210@1) For those who died the Eastertide in the springtime of the year.
            C (x32010@1)                 G (320003@1)  Am (x02210@1)                    Em (022000@1)    Am (x02210@1) While the world did gaze with deep amaze at those fearless men but few,
      Am (x02210@1)                G (320003@1)                   C (x32010@1)               F (133211@1)   Am (x02210@1) Who bore the fight that freedom's light might shine through the Foggy Dew,

Verse 6
       Am (x02210@1)               G (320003@1)                C (x32010@1)        G (320003@1)       Am (x02210@1) Back through the glen I rode again, and my heart with grief was sore,
        Am (x02210@1)             G (320003@1)               C (x32010@1)   G (320003@1)       Am (x02210@1) For I parted then with valient men who I never shall see more;
      C (x32010@1)               G (320003@1)      Am (x02210@1)                  Em (022000@1)     Am (x02210@1) But to and from in my dreams I go, and I'd kneel and pray for you,
      Am (x02210@1)            G (320003@1)                    C (x32010@1)         F (133211@1)   Am (x02210@1) For slavery fled, O glorious dead when you fell in the Foggy Dew.