Dubliners - The Rising of the Moon lyrics

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Dubliners - The Rising of the Moon lyrics

And come tell me Sean O'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so Husha buachaill hush and listen and his cheeks were all a glow I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon [Chorus:] By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon For the pikes must be together by the rising of the moon And 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 [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 from many a mud wall cabin eyes were watching through the night Many a manly heart was beating for the blessed warning light Murmurs rang along the valleys to the banshees 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 All along that singing river that black ma** of men was seen High above their shining weapons flew their own beloved green d**h to every foe and traitor! Whistle out the marching tune And hoorah, 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 Note: The Davitts end the song like this in the following verse Well they 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 still beating still in manhood's burning noon Who would follow in their footsteps at the rising of the moon [Chorus:] 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...