The Clancy Brothers Follow

Oh come tell me Seán o Farrell,
Tell me why you hurry so,
Hush, a Buachaill, hush and listen
And his cheeks were all a glow,
I have orders from the captain,
Get you ready quick and soon,
for the pikes must be together
By the rising of the moon.

Chorus:
By the rising of the moon,
By the rising of the moon,
For the pikes must be together
By the rising of the moon.

Oh then tell me Seán o Farrell,
Where the gathering is to be,
In the old spot be 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,
By the rising of the moon.

Chorus:
By the rising of the moon,
By the rising of the moon,
With your pike upon your shoulder,
By the rising of the moon.

Out of many a mud-walled cabin,
Eyes were watching through the night,
Many a manly heart was throbbing,
For the coming morning light,
Rumours ran along the valley,
Like the banshees lonely groan,
And a thousand pikes were flashing,
By the rising of the moon.

Chorus:
By the rising of the moon,
By the rising of the moon,
And a thousand pikes were flashing,
By the rising of the moon.

All along the singing river,
A dark mass of men were seen,
And above their shining weapons,
Hung their own beloved green,
Death to every foe and traitor,
Forward strike the marching tune,
And ara me boys for freedom,
Tis the rising of the moon.

Chorus:
Tis the rising of the moon,
Tis the rising of the moon,
And ara me boys for freedom,
Tis the rising of the moon.