Rising Of The Moon chords by The Dubliners

Intro:  D, A, G, D, A, D
         D                               A
And come tell me Sean O'Farrell, tell me why you hurry so
       G                    D              A               D
Hush a bhuachaill, hush and listen and his cheeks were all aglow
                                        A
I bear orders from the captain, get you ready quick and soon
        G             D               A             D
For the pikes must be together at the rising of the moon


Chorus:
       D                          A
At the rising of the moon, at the rising of the moon
        G             D               A             D
For the pikes must be together at the rising of the moon

         D                                 A
And come tell me Sean O'Farrell, where the gathering is to be
       G               D                A                D
At the old spot by the river quite well known to you and me
                                        A
One more word for signal token, whistle out the marching tune
          G              D               A             D
With your pike upon your shoulder at the rising of the moon


Chorus:
       D                          A
At the rising of the moon, at the rising of the moon
          G              D               A             D
With your pike upon your shoulder at the rising of the moon


         D                                 A
Out from many a mud walled cabin eyes were watching through the night
       G               D               A                 D
Many a manly heart was beating for the blessed morning's light
                                    A
Murmurs ran along the valley to the banshee's lonely croon
      G                   D               A             D
And a thousand pikes were flashing by the rising of the moon


Chorus:
       D                          A
By the rising of the moon, by the rising of the moon
      G                   D               A             D
And a thousand pikes were flashing by the rising of the moon


     D                                   A
All along that singing river, that black mass of men was seen
      G                  D                  A           D
High above their shining weapons flew their own beloved green
                                        A
Death to every foe and traitor, whistle out the marching tune
       G               D                A             D
And hoorah me boys for freedom 'tis the rising of the moon


Chorus:
         D                            A
'Tis the rising of the moon, 'tis the rising of the moon
       G               D                A             D