[INTRO]
[Am]
[VERSE 1]
Ah, then tell me Sean O'Farrell
Tell me why you're hurrying [Em]so
[Am]Hush, my boy, oh, hush and [C]listen
And his [E]eyes were all a[Am]glow [Em] [Am]
I bear orders[Em] from the [Am]captain [C]
Get you [Em]ready quick and [Am]soon [Em]
For the [Am]pikes must [Em]be to[C]gether
At the [E]rising of the [Am]moon
[VERSE 2]
Ah, then tell me Sean O'Farrell
Where the gatherin' is to [Em]be
In the [Am]old spot by the [C]river
Right well [E]known to [Am]you and [Em]me [Am]
One thing [Em]more for signal [Am]token [C]
Whistle [Em]up the marchin' [Am]tune [Em]
With your [Am]sword upon [Em]your [C]shoulder
At the [E]rising of the [Am]moon
[VERSE 3]
Rumours [Em]passed along the [Am]valley [C]
Like a [Em]banshee's lonely [Am]croon [Em]
And a [Am]thousand [Em]blades were [C]flashin'
At the [E]rising of the [Am]moon
[VERSE 4]
All along the singing river
That dark mass of men were [Em]seen
Far a[Am]bove their shining [C]weapons
Hung their [Em]own im[Am]mortal [Em]green [Am]
Death to [E]every foe [Am]and [Em]traitor [Am]
Foreign [Em]strike the marchin' [Am]tune [Em]
And hur[Am]rah me [Em]boys for [C]Ireland
Tis the [E]rising of the [Am]moon
[VERSE 5]
Well, they fought for poor old Ireland
And full bitter was their [Em]fate
Oh, what [Am]glorious pride and [C]sorrow
Fill the [E]name of [Am]ninety-[Em]eight [Am]
Yet thank [Em]god while [Am]hearts are [C]beating
Foreign [Em]manhood's [Am]burnin' [Em]noon
We shall [Am]follow in [Em]their [C]footsteps
At the [E]rising of the [Am]moon
[VERSE 6]
Death to [E]every foe [Am]and [Em]traitor [Am]
Foreign [Em]strike the marchin' [Am]tune [Em]
And hur[Am]rah me [Em]boys for [C]freedom
Tis the rising
Tis the [E]rising of the [Am]moon
[Am]
[VERSE 1]
Ah, then tell me Sean O'Farrell
Tell me why you're hurrying [Em]so
[Am]Hush, my boy, oh, hush and [C]listen
And his [E]eyes were all a[Am]glow [Em] [Am]
I bear orders[Em] from the [Am]captain [C]
Get you [Em]ready quick and [Am]soon [Em]
For the [Am]pikes must [Em]be to[C]gether
At the [E]rising of the [Am]moon
[VERSE 2]
Ah, then tell me Sean O'Farrell
Where the gatherin' is to [Em]be
In the [Am]old spot by the [C]river
Right well [E]known to [Am]you and [Em]me [Am]
One thing [Em]more for signal [Am]token [C]
Whistle [Em]up the marchin' [Am]tune [Em]
With your [Am]sword upon [Em]your [C]shoulder
At the [E]rising of the [Am]moon
[VERSE 3]
Rumours [Em]passed along the [Am]valley [C]
Like a [Em]banshee's lonely [Am]croon [Em]
And a [Am]thousand [Em]blades were [C]flashin'
At the [E]rising of the [Am]moon
[VERSE 4]
All along the singing river
That dark mass of men were [Em]seen
Far a[Am]bove their shining [C]weapons
Hung their [Em]own im[Am]mortal [Em]green [Am]
Death to [E]every foe [Am]and [Em]traitor [Am]
Foreign [Em]strike the marchin' [Am]tune [Em]
And hur[Am]rah me [Em]boys for [C]Ireland
Tis the [E]rising of the [Am]moon
[VERSE 5]
Well, they fought for poor old Ireland
And full bitter was their [Em]fate
Oh, what [Am]glorious pride and [C]sorrow
Fill the [E]name of [Am]ninety-[Em]eight [Am]
Yet thank [Em]god while [Am]hearts are [C]beating
Foreign [Em]manhood's [Am]burnin' [Em]noon
We shall [Am]follow in [Em]their [C]footsteps
At the [E]rising of the [Am]moon
[VERSE 6]
Death to [E]every foe [Am]and [Em]traitor [Am]
Foreign [Em]strike the marchin' [Am]tune [Em]
And hur[Am]rah me [Em]boys for [C]freedom
Tis the rising
Tis the [E]rising of the [Am]moon
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