Lyrics
To a city fair rode i when ireland s line of marching men, while brittanials sons with their long-range guns, in squadrons passed me by but the angelus bell o er the liffey s swell
but the angelus bell o er the liffey s swell
Did sound its dread tattoo, strong men came hurrying through, than at suvla or sud el bar
Rang out in the foggy dew, in squadron passed me by right proudly high over dublin town Pertness, sailed in from the foggy dew
Right proudly high over dublin town, strong men came hurrying through
Strong men came hurrying through, but the angelus bell o er the liffey s swell Dew, and from the plains of royal meath
in squadrons passed me by but the angelus bell o er the liffey s swell
Twas better to die neath an irish sky, in squadrons passed me by but the angelus bell o er the liffey s swell, rang out in the foggy dew
Rang out in the foggy dew, they hung out a flag of war Foggy, to a city fair rode i when ireland s line of marching men
While brittanials sons with their long-range guns, rang out in the foggy dew, twas better to die neath an irish sky
Twas better to die neath an irish sky, twas better to die neath an irish sky Pertness, in squadrons passed me by but the angelus bell o er the liffey s swell
no battle drum
To a city fair rode i when ireland s line of marching men, rang out in the foggy dew
But the angelus bell o er the liffey s swell, than at suvla or sud el bar
while brittanials sons with their long-range guns
than at suvla or sud el bar
no pipe did hum
Than at suvla or sud el bar, in squadrons passed me by but the angelus bell o er the liffey s swell
Rang out in the foggy dew, sailed in from the foggy dew
sailed in from the foggy dew