The Rising of the Moon
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โฑ๏ธ 4:13 duration
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๐ Lyrics
Ah, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell, tell me why you're hurryin' so
"Hush, my boy, oh, 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 risin' of the moon"
"Ah, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell where the gatherin' is to be"
"In the old spot by the river right well known to you and me"
"One thing more, for signal token
Whistle up the marchin' tune
With your sword upon your shoulder
At the risin' of the moon"
Rumors passed along the valley like a banshee's lonely croon
And a thousand blades were flashin' at the risin' of the moon
All along the singin' river that dark mass of men were seen
Far above their shining weapons hung their own immortal green
"Death to every foe and traitor
Foreign strike the marchin' tune
And hurrah, me boys, for Ireland
'Tis the risin' of the moon"
Well, they fought for poor, old Ireland and full bitter was their fate
Oh, what glorious pride and sorrow fill the name of ninety eight
Yet, thank God while hearts are beating
Foreign manhood's burnin' noon
We shall follow in their footsteps at the risin' of the moon
"Death to every foe and traitor
Foreign strike the marchin' tune
And hurrah, me boys, for freedom
'Tis the risin'-
'Tis the risin' of the moon"
"Hush, my boy, oh, 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 risin' of the moon"
"Ah, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell where the gatherin' is to be"
"In the old spot by the river right well known to you and me"
"One thing more, for signal token
Whistle up the marchin' tune
With your sword upon your shoulder
At the risin' of the moon"
Rumors passed along the valley like a banshee's lonely croon
And a thousand blades were flashin' at the risin' of the moon
All along the singin' river that dark mass of men were seen
Far above their shining weapons hung their own immortal green
"Death to every foe and traitor
Foreign strike the marchin' tune
And hurrah, me boys, for Ireland
'Tis the risin' of the moon"
Well, they fought for poor, old Ireland and full bitter was their fate
Oh, what glorious pride and sorrow fill the name of ninety eight
Yet, thank God while hearts are beating
Foreign manhood's burnin' noon
We shall follow in their footsteps at the risin' of the moon
"Death to every foe and traitor
Foreign strike the marchin' tune
And hurrah, me boys, for freedom
'Tis the risin'-
'Tis the risin' of the moon"
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:05.31] Ah, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell, tell me why you're hurryin' so
[00:11.15] "Hush, my boy, oh, hush and listen", and his eyes were all aglow
[00:22.20] "I bear orders from the captain
[00:28.08] Get you ready quick and soon
[00:33.76] For the pikes must be together
[00:39.49] At the risin' of the moon"
[00:48.84] "Ah, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell where the gatherin' is to be"
[00:53.98] "In the old spot by the river right well known to you and me"
[01:04.52] "One thing more, for signal token
[01:10.25] Whistle up the marchin' tune
[01:16.06] With your sword upon your shoulder
[01:21.61] At the risin' of the moon"
[01:27.65] Rumors passed along the valley like a banshee's lonely croon
[01:34.75] And a thousand blades were flashin' at the risin' of the moon
[01:45.03] All along the singin' river that dark mass of men were seen
[01:56.38] Far above their shining weapons hung their own immortal green
[02:08.44] "Death to every foe and traitor
[02:14.49] Foreign strike the marchin' tune
[02:20.63] And hurrah, me boys, for Ireland
[02:27.24] 'Tis the risin' of the moon"
[02:38.18] Well, they fought for poor, old Ireland and full bitter was their fate
[02:53.25] Oh, what glorious pride and sorrow fill the name of ninety eight
[03:07.33] Yet, thank God while hearts are beating
[03:14.03] Foreign manhood's burnin' noon
[03:20.18] We shall follow in their footsteps at the risin' of the moon
[03:34.25] "Death to every foe and traitor
[03:40.15] Foreign strike the marchin' tune
[03:46.07] And hurrah, me boys, for freedom
[03:52.32] 'Tis the risin'-
[03:55.11] 'Tis the risin' of the moon"
[04:07.41]
[00:11.15] "Hush, my boy, oh, hush and listen", and his eyes were all aglow
[00:22.20] "I bear orders from the captain
[00:28.08] Get you ready quick and soon
[00:33.76] For the pikes must be together
[00:39.49] At the risin' of the moon"
[00:48.84] "Ah, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell where the gatherin' is to be"
[00:53.98] "In the old spot by the river right well known to you and me"
[01:04.52] "One thing more, for signal token
[01:10.25] Whistle up the marchin' tune
[01:16.06] With your sword upon your shoulder
[01:21.61] At the risin' of the moon"
[01:27.65] Rumors passed along the valley like a banshee's lonely croon
[01:34.75] And a thousand blades were flashin' at the risin' of the moon
[01:45.03] All along the singin' river that dark mass of men were seen
[01:56.38] Far above their shining weapons hung their own immortal green
[02:08.44] "Death to every foe and traitor
[02:14.49] Foreign strike the marchin' tune
[02:20.63] And hurrah, me boys, for Ireland
[02:27.24] 'Tis the risin' of the moon"
[02:38.18] Well, they fought for poor, old Ireland and full bitter was their fate
[02:53.25] Oh, what glorious pride and sorrow fill the name of ninety eight
[03:07.33] Yet, thank God while hearts are beating
[03:14.03] Foreign manhood's burnin' noon
[03:20.18] We shall follow in their footsteps at the risin' of the moon
[03:34.25] "Death to every foe and traitor
[03:40.15] Foreign strike the marchin' tune
[03:46.07] And hurrah, me boys, for freedom
[03:52.32] 'Tis the risin'-
[03:55.11] 'Tis the risin' of the moon"
[04:07.41]