The Rising Of The Moon

O come tell me Sean O'Farrell

"Tell me why you hurry so?

Hush ma bouchal, 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

By the rising of the moon"

"O come tell me Sean O'Farrell

Where the gath'rin is to be?

At the old spot by the river

Quite well-known to you and me

One more word for signal token

Whistle out the marchin' 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 a mud wall cabin

Eyes were watching through the night

Many a manly heart was beating

For the blessed morning light

Murmurs rang along the valleys

To the banshee's lonely croon

And a thousand pikes were flashing

By the rising of the moon

By the rising of the moon

By the rising of the moon

And a thousand pikes were flashing

By the rising of the moon

All along that singing river

That black mass of men were seen

High above their shining weapons

Flew their own beloved green

"Death to every foe and traitor!

Whistle out the marching tune

And hurrah my boy for freedom

At the rising of the moon"

By the rising of the moon

By the rising of the moon

For the pikes must be together

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

By the rising of the moon

By the rising of the moon

And a thousand pikes were flashing

By the rising of the moon

By the rising of the moon

By the rising of the moon

For the pikes must be together

By the rising of the moon

At the rising of the moon

At the rising of the moon

And hurrah my boy for freedom

At the rising of the moon.