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The Foggy Dew - Peter Gillis (3) - Cape Breton Tenor (CD, Album)


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  1. The Foggy Dew Lyrics: As down the glen one Easter morn to a city fair rode I / There Armed lines of marching men in squadrons passed me by / No pipe did hum no battle drum did sound its loud tattoo.
  2. Download and Print The Foggy Dew sheet music for guitar (chords). Traditional irish folk song, irish folksong, guitar chords only, lyrics and melody may be included. High Quality PDF to download.
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  4. Foggy Dew Lyrics: 'Twas down the glen one Easter morn / To a city fair rode I / When armed line of marching men / In squadrons passed me by / No pipes did hum, no battle drum / Did sound its loud.
  5. Oct 17,  · Provided to YouTube by Sony Music Entertainment Foggy Dew · The Young Dubliners Breathe ℗ Volcano Entertainment III, LLC Released on: .
  6. rang out through the foggy dew. Right proudly high over Dublin Town they hung out the flag of war. 'Twas better to die 'neath an Irish sky than at Sulva or Sud El Bar. And from the plains of royal Meath strong men came hurrying through. While Britannia's Huns, with their long range guns sailed in by the foggy dew. 'Twas England bade our Wild.
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  8. Foggy (3) Profile: in Larry Wesley left to be replaced by Rob Jones Aliases: The Foggy Dew-O. Members: Danny Clarke (6), Lennie Wesley [a] Artist. Edit Artist Simple Gifts (Album) 3 versions: York Records: UK: Sell This Version: 3 versions.
  9. The Foggy Dew (Irish 2) Over the hills I went one day, a lovely maid I spied With her coal black hair and her mantle so green. An image to perceive. Says I, "Dear girl, will you be my bride And she lifted her eyes of blue She smiled and said, "Young man I'm to wed I'm to meet in the foggy dew." Over the hills I went one morn, a-singing I did go.

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