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The Rising of the Moon

Oh then tell me Sean O'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so?
Hush a buachail hush and listen and his cheeks were all aglow.
I bear orders from the captain get you ready quick and soon.
For the pikes must be together at the rising of the moon.
At the rising of the moon, at the rising of the moon.
For the pikes must be together at the rising of the moon.

Oh then tell me Sean O'Farrell where the gathering is to be.
In that 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.
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 from many's the mudwall cabin
eyes were watching through the night.
Many's a manly breasts were throbbing for the blessed warning light.
Murmurs passed along the valleys like the banshee's lonely croon.
And a thousand blades were flashing at the rising of the moon.
At the rising of the moon, at the rising of the moon.
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And a thousand blades were flashing at 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.
'Tis the rising of the moon, 'tis the rising of the moon.
And hurrah me boys for freedom, 'tis the rising of the moon.

Well the fought for poor old Ireland and full bitter was their fate.
Oh what glorious pride and sorrow fills the name of '98.
Yet thank God their hearts are
beating still in manhood's burning noon.
Who would follow in their footsteps at the rising of the moon.
At the rising of the moon, at the rising of the moon.
Who would follow in their footsteps by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon.
And hurrah me boys for freedom, 'tis the rising of the moon.