The Dubliners - Rising of the moon

And come ^Dtell me Sean O'Farrell, tell me ^Awhy you hurry so Hush a ^Gbhuachaill, hush and ^Dlisten and his ^Acheeks were all ^Daglow I bear orders from the captain, get you ^Aready quick and soon For the ^Gpikes must be ^Dtogether at the ^Arising of the ^Dmoon

At the ^Drising of the moon, at the ^Arising of the moon For the ^Gpikes must be ^Dtogether at the ^Arising of the ^Dmoon

And come ^Dtell me Sean O'Farrell, where the ^Agathering is to be At the ^Gold spot by the ^Driver quite well ^Aknown to you and ^Dme One more word for signal token, whistle ^Aout the marching tune With your ^Gpike upon your ^Dshoulder at the ^Arising of the ^Dmoon

At the ^Drising of the moon, at the ^Arising of the moon With your ^Gpike upon your ^Dshoulder at the ^Arising of the ^Dmoon

Out from ^Dmany a mud walled cabin eyes were ^Awatching through the night Many a ^Gmanly heart was ^Dbeating for the ^Ablessed morning's ^Dlight Murmurs ran along the valley to the ^Abanshee's lonely croon And a ^Gthousand pikes were ^Dflashing by the ^Arising of the ^Dmoon

By the ^Drising of the moon, by the ^Arising of the moon And a ^Gthousand pikes were ^Dflashing by the ^Arising of the ^Dmoon

All a^Dlong that singing river, that black ^Amass of men was seen High a^Gbove their shining ^Dweapons flew their ^Aown beloved ^Dgreen Death to every foe and traitor, whistle ^Aout the marching tune And hoo^Grah me boys for ^Dfreedom 'tis the ^Arising of the ^Dmoon

'Tis the ^Drising of the moon, 'tis the ^Arising of the moon And hoo^Grah me boys for ^Dfreedom 'tis the ^Arising of the ^Dmoon