Now come tell me Sean O'Farrell Tell me why you hurry so? Hush a bhuachaill, hush and listen And his cheeks were all aglow I have 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 The pikes must be together At the rising of the moon
And come tell me Sean O'Farrell Where the gatherin' is to be At the old spot by the river Quite well known to you and me And by way of signal token Whistle loud the marching tune With your pike upon your shoulder At the rising of the moon
At the rising of the moon At the rising of the moon With your pike upon your shoulder At 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 ran along the valley Like the banshee's lonely croon And a thousand pikes were flashing At the rising of the moon
At the rising of the moon At the rising of the moon A thousand pikes were flashing At the rising of the moon
All along that singing river A black mass of men was seen And above their shining weapons Hung their own beloved green Death to every foe and traitor! Whistle loud 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! my boys for freedom 'Tis the rising of the moon
'Tis the rising of the moon 'Tis the rising of the moon And Hurrah! my boys for freedom 'Tis the rising of the moon