Peter, Paul and Mary
Peter, Paul and Mary - The Rising Of The Moon lyrics
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Come and tell me Sean O'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so Hush my boy, now hush and listen and his eyes were all aglow I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon For the pikes must be together at the rising of the moon Come now tell me Sean O'Farrell where the gathering is to be At the old spot by the river, right well known to you and me One more word for signal token whistle out the marching tune With your pike upon your shoulder at the rising of the moon There beside the singing river that dark mass of men was seen For above their shining weapons hung their own immortal green Death to every foe and traitor! Forward strike the marching tune And hurrah, my boys, for freedom, 'tis the rising of the moon How well they fought for poor old Ireland and for bitter was their fate Oh, what glorious pride and sorrow fills the name of '98 Yes thank god while hearts are beating, each man bears a burning wound We will follow in their footsteps at the rising of the moon