The Dubliners – Rising Of The Moon (Guitar)

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And come tell me Sean O'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so

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Hush a bhuachaill, hush and listen and his cheeks were all aglow

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I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon 

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For the pikes must be together at the rising of the moon

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At the rising of the moon, at the rising of the moon

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For the pikes must be together at the rising of the moon

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And come tell me Sean O'Farrell, where the gathering is to be

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At the old spot by the river quite well known to you and me

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One more word for signal token, whistle out the marching tune

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With your pike upon your shoulder at the rising of the moon

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At the rising of the moon, at the rising of the moon

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With your pike upon your shoulder at the rising of the moon

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Out from many a mud walled cabin eyes were watching through the night

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Many a manly heart was beating for the blessed morning's light

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Murmurs ran along the valley to the banshee's lonely croon

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And a thousand pikes were flashing by the rising of the moon

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By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon

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And a thousand pikes were flashing by the rising of the moon

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All along that singing river, that black mass of men was seen

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High above their shining weapons flew their own beloved green

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Death to every foe and traitor, whistle out the marching tune

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And hoorah me boys for freedom 'tis the rising of the moon

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'Tis the rising of the moon, 'tis the rising of the moon

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And hoorah me boys for freedom 'tis the rising of the moon