Chords for The Rising Of The Moon

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Oh come tell me [F#m] Sean O'Farrell, [G] tell me why you [A] hurry so.
[D] Hush a boogle, hush and listen, [A] and his cheeks were [D] all aglow.
I bear orders [F#m] from the Captain, [G] get you ready quick [A] and soon.
[G] For the pikes must [D] be together [A] at the rising [D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [D] _ _
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[D] of the moon.
_ _ Oh _ come tell me [F#m] Sean O'Farrell, [G] where the gathering [A] is to be.
[G] In the old spot [D] by the river, [A] right well known to [D] you and me.
One word more for [F#m] signal token, [G] whistle up a [A] marching tune.
[G] With your pike [D] upon your shoulder, [A] at the rising [D] _ _
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[G] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ [D] of the moon.
Out _ _ _ of many's the [F#m] mud walled cabin [D] eyes were watching [A] through the night.
[D] Many's the manly heart was throbbing [A] for the coming [D] morning light.
Murmurs passed [F#m] along the fanny [G] like the banshee's [A] lonely croon.
[G] And the bows and [D] blades were flashing [A] at the rising [D] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ [A] _ [D] of the moon. _
There _ _ beside the [F#m] singing river that [D] our massive [A] men would sing.
[G] While all the [D] shining weapons [A] hung their own beloved [D] green.
Death to every [F#m] foe and traitor, [G] forward strike a [A] marching tune.
[G] And hurrah me boys [D] for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _ _
[G] _ [A] of the moon.
_ _ And [G] hurrah me boys for [D] freedom, _ _ _ _ [G] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
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