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Ah then tell me Sean O'Farrell |
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Tell me why you're hurrying so |
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Hush my boy oh hush and listen |
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And his eyes were all aglow |
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I bear 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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At the rising of the moon |
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Ah then tell me Sean O'Farrell |
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Where the gatherin' is to be |
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In the old spot by the river |
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Right well known to you and me |
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One thing more for signal token |
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Whistle up the marchin' tune |
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With your sword upon your shoulder |
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At the rising of the moon |
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Rumors passed along the valley |
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Like a banshee's lonely croon |
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And a thousand blades were flashin' |
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At the rising of the moon |
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All along the singing river |
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That dark mass of men were seen |
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Far above their shining weapons |
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Hung their own immortal green |
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Death to every foe and traitor |
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Foreign strike the marchin' tune |
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And hurrah me boys for Ireland |
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Tis the rising of the moon |
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Well, they fought for poor old Ireland |
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And full bitter was their fate |
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Oh what glorious pride and sorrow |
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Fill the name of ninety-eight |
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Yet thank God while hearts are beating |
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Foreign manhood's burnin' noon |
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We shall follow in their footsteps |
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At the rising of the moon |
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Death to every foe and traitor |
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Foreign, strike the marchin' tune |
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And hurrah me boys for freedom |
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Tis the rising |
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Tis the rising of the moon |