Here are other lyrics to the same version of the rebel Foggy Dew.

A love song version recorded by John McCormack. click here

Also sung to this tune is The Maid of Mourne Shore click here

There is also Ireland's Foggy Dew, the same tune as the rebel version you refer to.

Ireland's Foggy Dew
by Katherine Tynan c. 1907

Oh lovely is London with gold in store
But mournful I tell you true
Are her streets to me, for I'm longin' sore
For Ireland's foggy dew

chorus
Mavrone! I'd give all the wealth of this place
If mine it were to do
That I might feel upon my face
Sweet Ireland's foggy dew

The sun he shines so fierce and fine
All day from skies of blue
With never a mist to dim his shine
But I'd rather the foggy dew

chorus
Mavrone! I'd give all the wealth of this place
If mine it were to do
That I might feel upon my face
Sweet Ireland's foggy dew

The maids go a-milkin' in pastures gray
In the meadow the hay lies new
Then the sky and the corn at the dawn of day
Turn yellow in the foggy dew

chorus
Mavrone! I'd give all the wealth of this place
If mine it were to do
That I might feel upon my face
Sweet Ireland's foggy dew

The one I usually sing is from the John McCormack recording at the link I gave earlier.

Alice