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\beginsong{Rising of the Moon}[by=John Keegan Casey]

\lilypond{the_rising_of_the_moon}

\beginverse
Oh, then tell me Sean O'Farrell,
tell me why you hurry so?
Husha buachill hush and listen
and his cheeks were all aglow,
I bare orders from the captain,
get you ready quick and soon,
For the pikes must be together
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.
\endverse

\beginverse
And come tell me Sean O'Farrell,
where the gathering 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.
\endverse

\beginverse
Out of 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.

  By the Rising Of The Moon,
  By the Rising Of The Moon,
  And a thousand pikes were flashing
  By the Rising Of The Moon.
\endverse

\beginverse
All along that singing river
that dark mass of men was seen.
High above their shining weapons
hung their own beloved green.
Death to every foe and traitor!
Whistle out 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, me boys, for freedom,
  Tis the Rising Of The Moon.
\endverse

\endsong