Now, come tell me, Sean O'Farrell
Tell me why you hurry so
"Hush a bhuachaill, hush and listen, "
And his cheeks were all aglow

"I bear orders from the captain
Get ye ready quick and soon
For the pikes must be together
At the rising of the moon


At the rising of the moon
At the rising of the moon
The pikes must be together
At the rising of the moon


And come tell me, Sean O'Farrell
Where the gathering is to be
"At the old spot by the river
Quite well known to you and me

And by way of signal token
Whistle loud the marching tune
With your pike upon your shoulder
At the rising of the moon

The rising of the moon
The rising of the moon
With your pike upon your shoulder
At the rising of the moon, "

Out from many a mud-wall cabin
Eyes were watching through the night
Many a manly heart was beating
For the blessed morning light

Murmurs ran along the valley
Like the banshee's lonely croon
And a thousand pikes were flashing
At the rising of the moon

The rising of the moon
The rising of the moon
A thousand pikes were flashing
At the rising of the moon

All along that singing river
A black mass of men was seen
And above their shining weapons
Hung their own beloved green
"Death to every foe and traitor! "
Whistle loud the marching tune
And hurrah! me boys for freedom
'Tis the rising of the moon


The rising of the moon
The rising of the moon
Hurrah! me boys for freedom
'Tis the rising of the moon

The rising of the moon
The rising of the moon
And hurrah! me boys for freedom
'Tis the rising of the moon