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Oh,[C] then tell me Sean O'Farrell,
tell me[G] why you hurry so.
Hush me[F]
Buchall hush and[C] listen,
and his[G] cheeks were all a-[C]glow.
I bear orders
from the captain,
Get you[G] ready quick and soon,
For the[F] pikes must be to[C]gether
By the[G] Rising of the Moon.
Chorus:
By the[C] Rising of the Moon,
By the[G] Rising of the Moon,
For the[F] pikes must be to[C]gether
By the[G] Rising of the[C] Moon.
Oh, then tell me Sean O'Farrell
Where the gathering is to be.
In the old spot
by the river,
Right well known to you and me.
One more word for signal token,
Whistle up the marching tune.
With your pike upon your shoulder
By the Rising
of the Moon.
Chorus:
By the Rising of
the Moon,
By the Rising of the Moon,
With your pike upon your shoulder
By the Rising of the Moon.
Out of many a mud wall cabin
Eyes were watching thru' the night.
Many a manly
heart was throbbing
For the coming morning light.
Murmers ran along the valley,
Like the banshee's lonely croon,
And a thousand pikes were flashing
By the Rising
of the Moon.
Chorus:
By the Rising of
the Moon,
By the Rising of the Moon,
And a thousand pikes were flashing
By the Rising of the Moon.
There beside the singing river
That dark mass of men were seen,
Far above their
shining weapons hung
Their own beloved green.
Death to every foe and traitor,
Forward strike the marching tune,
And hurrah me boys for freedom,
Tis the Rising
of the Moon.
Chorus:
Tis the Rising of
the Moon,
Tis the Rising of the Moon,
And hurrah me boys for freedom,
Tis the Rising of the Moon.
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