Remove AdsTraditional Irish - The Foggy Dew
Intro - Bm
Bm Em AOver the hills I went one day,
Bm Em BmA lovely maid I spied.
(Bm)With her coal black hair
Em AAnd her mantle so green,
Bm Em BmAn image to perceive.
D G D ASays I, "Dear girl, will you be my bride?"
Bm Em BmAnd she lifted her eyes of blue,
(Bm)She smiled and said,
Em A"Young man, I'm to wed,
Bm Em BmI'm to meet him in the foggy dew."
Bm Em AOver the hill I went one morn,
Bm Em BmA singing I did go.
(Bm)Met this lovely maid
Em AWith her coal black hair
Bm Em BmAnd she answered soft and low,
D G D ASaid she, "Young man, I'll be your bride,
Bm Em BmIf I know that you'll be true."
(Bm)Oh, in my arms,
Em AAll of her charms
Bm Em BmWere casted in the foggy dew.
(Optional--Repeat last line, slowing to finish.)
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