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71 lines
1.7 KiB
71 lines
1.7 KiB
\selectlanguage{english}
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\songcolumns{2}
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\beginsong{Rising of the Moon}[by=John Keegan Casey]
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\lilypond{the_rising_of_the_moon}
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\beginverse
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Oh, then tell me Sean O'Farrell,
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tell me why you hurry so?
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Husha buachill hush and listen
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and his cheeks were all aglow,
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I bare orders from the captain,
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get you ready quick and soon,
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For the pikes must be together
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by The Rising Of The Moon.
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By the Rising Of The Moon,
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By the Rising Of The Moon,
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For the pikes must be together
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By the Rising Of The Moon.
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\endverse
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\beginverse
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And come tell me Sean O'Farrell,
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where the gathering is to be?
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At the old spot by the river,
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quite well known to you and me.
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One more word for signal token
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whistle out the marchin' tune.
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With your pike upon your shoulder
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by The Rising Of The Moon.
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By the Rising Of The Moon,
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By the Rising Of The Moon,
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With your pike upon your shoulder
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By the Rising Of The Moon.
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\endverse
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\beginverse
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Out of many a mud wall cabin
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eyes were watching through the night
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Many a manly heart was beating
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for the blessed warning light
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Murmurs rang along the valleys,
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to the banshees lonely croon,
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And a thousand pikes were flashing
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by The Rising Of The Moon.
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By the Rising Of The Moon,
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By the Rising Of The Moon,
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And a thousand pikes were flashing
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By the Rising Of The Moon.
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\endverse
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\beginverse
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All along that singing river
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that dark mass of men was seen.
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High above their shining weapons
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hung their own beloved green.
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Death to every foe and traitor!
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Whistle out the marching tune.
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And hurrah, me boys, for freedom,
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'Tis The Rising Of The Moon.
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'Tis the Rising Of The Moon,
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'tis the Rising Of The Moon,
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And hurrah, me boys, for freedom,
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Tis the Rising Of The Moon.
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\endverse
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\endsong
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