The Rising Of The Moon Chords by The Dubliners
Tempo:
83.125 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
Am
F#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Am] [F#m] [A]
[D]
And come tell me, Sean O'Farrell, tell [A] me why you hurry so.
[G] Hush a vocal, hush [D] and listen, and [A] his cheeks were all [D] aglow.
I bear orders from the Captain, [A] get you ready quick and soon.
[G] For the pikes must [D] be together [A] at the rising [D]
[A] [G] [D]
[A] [D] of the moon.
And come tell me, Sean O'Farrell, [A] where the gathering is to be.
[G] At the oast foot [D] by the river, [A] quite well known to [D] you and me.
One more word for signal token, [A] whistle out the marching tune.
[G] With your pike [D] upon your shoulder [A] at the rising [D] of the moon.
At the rising of the moon, [A] at the rising of the loon.
[G] With your pike upon your [D] shoulder at the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud walled cabin, eyes were [A] watching through the night.
[G] Many a manly [D] heart was beating for the blessed morning light.
Murmurs rang along the valley to [A] the banshee's lonely gloon.
[G] And a thousand [D] pikes were flashing [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
And [G] a thousand [D] pikes were flashing [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
All along that singing river, at black [A] mass a man was seen.
[G] High above their [D] shining weapons flew their own beloved green.
Death to every foe and traitor, [A] whistle out the marching tune.
[G] And to rammy [D] boys for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
Tis the rising of the moon, [A] tis the rising of the moon.
[G] Rammy [D] boys for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
[D]
And come tell me, Sean O'Farrell, tell [A] me why you hurry so.
[G] Hush a vocal, hush [D] and listen, and [A] his cheeks were all [D] aglow.
I bear orders from the Captain, [A] get you ready quick and soon.
[G] For the pikes must [D] be together [A] at the rising [D]
[A] [G] [D]
[A] [D] of the moon.
And come tell me, Sean O'Farrell, [A] where the gathering is to be.
[G] At the oast foot [D] by the river, [A] quite well known to [D] you and me.
One more word for signal token, [A] whistle out the marching tune.
[G] With your pike [D] upon your shoulder [A] at the rising [D] of the moon.
At the rising of the moon, [A] at the rising of the loon.
[G] With your pike upon your [D] shoulder at the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud walled cabin, eyes were [A] watching through the night.
[G] Many a manly [D] heart was beating for the blessed morning light.
Murmurs rang along the valley to [A] the banshee's lonely gloon.
[G] And a thousand [D] pikes were flashing [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
And [G] a thousand [D] pikes were flashing [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
All along that singing river, at black [A] mass a man was seen.
[G] High above their [D] shining weapons flew their own beloved green.
Death to every foe and traitor, [A] whistle out the marching tune.
[G] And to rammy [D] boys for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
Tis the rising of the moon, [A] tis the rising of the moon.
[G] Rammy [D] boys for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
Key:
D
A
G
Am
F#m
D
A
G
[Am] _ [F#m] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ And come tell me, Sean O'Farrell, tell [A] me why you hurry so.
[G] Hush a vocal, hush [D] and listen, and [A] his cheeks were all [D] aglow.
I bear orders from the Captain, [A] get you ready quick and soon.
[G] For the pikes must [D] be together [A] at the rising [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ [A] _ [D] of the moon.
And come tell me, Sean O'Farrell, [A] where the gathering is to be.
[G] At the oast foot [D] by the river, [A] quite well known to [D] you and me.
One more word for signal token, [A] whistle out the marching tune.
[G] With your pike [D] upon your shoulder [A] at the rising [D] of the moon.
At the rising of the moon, [A] at the rising of the loon.
[G] With your pike upon your [D] shoulder at the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud walled cabin, eyes were [A] watching through the night.
[G] Many a manly [D] heart was beating for the blessed morning light.
Murmurs rang along the valley to [A] the banshee's lonely gloon.
[G] And a thousand [D] pikes were flashing [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
And [G] a thousand [D] pikes were flashing [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
All along that singing river, at black [A] mass a man was seen.
[G] High above their [D] shining weapons flew their own beloved green.
Death to every foe and traitor, [A] whistle out the marching tune.
[G] And to rammy [D] boys for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
Tis the rising of the moon, [A] tis the rising of the moon.
[G] Rammy [D] boys for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _
_ _ _ And come tell me, Sean O'Farrell, tell [A] me why you hurry so.
[G] Hush a vocal, hush [D] and listen, and [A] his cheeks were all [D] aglow.
I bear orders from the Captain, [A] get you ready quick and soon.
[G] For the pikes must [D] be together [A] at the rising [D] _ _ _ _ _
_ [A] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _
_ [A] _ [D] of the moon.
And come tell me, Sean O'Farrell, [A] where the gathering is to be.
[G] At the oast foot [D] by the river, [A] quite well known to [D] you and me.
One more word for signal token, [A] whistle out the marching tune.
[G] With your pike [D] upon your shoulder [A] at the rising [D] of the moon.
At the rising of the moon, [A] at the rising of the loon.
[G] With your pike upon your [D] shoulder at the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud walled cabin, eyes were [A] watching through the night.
[G] Many a manly [D] heart was beating for the blessed morning light.
Murmurs rang along the valley to [A] the banshee's lonely gloon.
[G] And a thousand [D] pikes were flashing [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
And [G] a thousand [D] pikes were flashing [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
All along that singing river, at black [A] mass a man was seen.
[G] High above their [D] shining weapons flew their own beloved green.
Death to every foe and traitor, [A] whistle out the marching tune.
[G] And to rammy [D] boys for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
Tis the rising of the moon, [A] tis the rising of the moon.
[G] Rammy [D] boys for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon. _ _ _