Chords for The Rising of the Moon - Irish folk song
Tempo:
99.45 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
Em
Bm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[D]
Oh, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell, [A] tell me why you hurry so.
[G] Hush, you woeful hush, [D] and listen, and [A] his cheeks wear [Em] all aglow.
[A] I [D] bear order from the Captain, [A] get you ready quick and [D] soon,
[G] For the pikes must [D] be together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, [A] by the rising of the moon,
[G] For the pikes must [D] be together [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
Oh, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell, [A] where the gathering is to [D] be.
[G] In the old spot [D] by the river, [A] right well known to [G] you and me.
[D] One more door for signal, float and [A] whistle up the marching tune,
[G] For your pike [D] upon your shoulder [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, [A] by the rising of the moon,
[G] With your pike [D] upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud wall, cabin [A] eyes were watching through the night.
[G] Many a manly [D] chest was throbbing [A] for the blessed [G] warning [A] light.
[D] Farmers passed along the valleys [A] like the man she's lonely crew.
[G] And a thousand [D] plagues were [A] flashing at the rising [D] of the moon.
At the rising of the moon, [A] at the rising of the moon,
[G] And a thousand [D] plagues were flashing [A] at the rising [D] of the moon.
There beside the singing river, [A] the dark massive men were seen.
[G]
Carnival, their [D] shining weapons, [A] hung their own [Bm] beloved green.
[D] Death knew every foe and played her [A] forwards like the marching tune.
[G] And [Em] hurrah, [D] my voice for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
Tis the rising of the moon, [A] tis the rising of the moon,
[G] And hurrah, my [D] voice for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
Well, they fought for poor old Ireland and [A] full bitter was their fate.
[G] Oh, what [D] glorious pride and sorrow filled the name [A] of ninety-eight.
[D] Yet thank God it still is beating [A] hard at this burning noon.
[G] Who would follow [D] in their footsteps at the rising of the moon?
At the rising of the [G] moon, [A] at the rising of the [F#m] moon,
[G] Who would follow [D] in their footsteps [A] at the rising [D] of the moon?
[A] [Bm]
[Em] [D]
[A] [D] [G]
[D]
[A] [G]
[D] [A] [D]
[N]
Oh, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell, [A] tell me why you hurry so.
[G] Hush, you woeful hush, [D] and listen, and [A] his cheeks wear [Em] all aglow.
[A] I [D] bear order from the Captain, [A] get you ready quick and [D] soon,
[G] For the pikes must [D] be together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, [A] by the rising of the moon,
[G] For the pikes must [D] be together [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
Oh, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell, [A] where the gathering is to [D] be.
[G] In the old spot [D] by the river, [A] right well known to [G] you and me.
[D] One more door for signal, float and [A] whistle up the marching tune,
[G] For your pike [D] upon your shoulder [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, [A] by the rising of the moon,
[G] With your pike [D] upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud wall, cabin [A] eyes were watching through the night.
[G] Many a manly [D] chest was throbbing [A] for the blessed [G] warning [A] light.
[D] Farmers passed along the valleys [A] like the man she's lonely crew.
[G] And a thousand [D] plagues were [A] flashing at the rising [D] of the moon.
At the rising of the moon, [A] at the rising of the moon,
[G] And a thousand [D] plagues were flashing [A] at the rising [D] of the moon.
There beside the singing river, [A] the dark massive men were seen.
[G]
Carnival, their [D] shining weapons, [A] hung their own [Bm] beloved green.
[D] Death knew every foe and played her [A] forwards like the marching tune.
[G] And [Em] hurrah, [D] my voice for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
Tis the rising of the moon, [A] tis the rising of the moon,
[G] And hurrah, my [D] voice for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
Well, they fought for poor old Ireland and [A] full bitter was their fate.
[G] Oh, what [D] glorious pride and sorrow filled the name [A] of ninety-eight.
[D] Yet thank God it still is beating [A] hard at this burning noon.
[G] Who would follow [D] in their footsteps at the rising of the moon?
At the rising of the [G] moon, [A] at the rising of the [F#m] moon,
[G] Who would follow [D] in their footsteps [A] at the rising [D] of the moon?
[A] [Bm]
[Em] [D]
[A] [D] [G]
[D]
[A] [G]
[D] [A] [D]
[N]
Key:
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A
G
Em
Bm
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_ _ _ _ _ Oh, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell, [A] tell me why you hurry so.
[G] Hush, you woeful hush, [D] and listen, and [A] his cheeks wear [Em] all aglow.
[A] I [D] bear order from the Captain, [A] get you ready quick and [D] soon,
[G] For the pikes must [D] be together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, [A] by the rising of the moon,
[G] For the pikes must [D] be together [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
Oh, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell, [A] where the gathering is to [D] be.
[G] In the old spot [D] by the river, [A] right well known to [G] you and me.
[D] One more door for signal, float and [A] whistle up the marching tune,
[G] For your pike [D] upon your shoulder [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, [A] by the rising of the moon,
[G] With your pike [D] upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud wall, cabin [A] eyes were watching through the night.
[G] Many a manly [D] chest was throbbing [A] for the blessed [G] warning [A] light.
[D] Farmers passed along the valleys [A] like the man she's lonely crew.
[G] And a thousand [D] plagues were [A] flashing at the rising [D] of the moon.
At the rising of the moon, [A] at the rising of the moon,
[G] And a thousand [D] plagues were flashing [A] at the rising [D] of the moon.
There beside the singing river, [A] the dark massive men were seen.
[G]
Carnival, their [D] shining weapons, [A] hung their own [Bm] beloved green.
[D] Death knew every foe and played her [A] forwards like the marching tune.
[G] And [Em] hurrah, [D] my voice for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
Tis the rising of the moon, [A] tis the rising of the moon,
[G] And hurrah, my [D] voice for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
Well, they fought for poor old Ireland and [A] full bitter was their fate.
[G] Oh, what [D] glorious pride and sorrow filled the name [A] of ninety-eight.
[D] Yet thank God it still is beating [A] hard at this burning noon.
[G] Who would follow [D] in their footsteps at the rising of the moon?
At the rising of the [G] moon, [A] at the rising of the [F#m] moon,
[G] Who would follow [D] in their footsteps [A] at the rising [D] of the moon? _
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_ _ _ _ _ Oh, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell, [A] tell me why you hurry so.
[G] Hush, you woeful hush, [D] and listen, and [A] his cheeks wear [Em] all aglow.
[A] I [D] bear order from the Captain, [A] get you ready quick and [D] soon,
[G] For the pikes must [D] be together by the rising of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, [A] by the rising of the moon,
[G] For the pikes must [D] be together [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
Oh, then tell me, Sean O'Farrell, [A] where the gathering is to [D] be.
[G] In the old spot [D] by the river, [A] right well known to [G] you and me.
[D] One more door for signal, float and [A] whistle up the marching tune,
[G] For your pike [D] upon your shoulder [A] by the rising [D] of the moon.
By the rising of the moon, [A] by the rising of the moon,
[G] With your pike [D] upon your shoulder by the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud wall, cabin [A] eyes were watching through the night.
[G] Many a manly [D] chest was throbbing [A] for the blessed [G] warning [A] light.
[D] Farmers passed along the valleys [A] like the man she's lonely crew.
[G] And a thousand [D] plagues were [A] flashing at the rising [D] of the moon.
At the rising of the moon, [A] at the rising of the moon,
[G] And a thousand [D] plagues were flashing [A] at the rising [D] of the moon.
There beside the singing river, [A] the dark massive men were seen.
[G]
Carnival, their [D] shining weapons, [A] hung their own [Bm] beloved green.
[D] Death knew every foe and played her [A] forwards like the marching tune.
[G] And [Em] hurrah, [D] my voice for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
Tis the rising of the moon, [A] tis the rising of the moon,
[G] And hurrah, my [D] voice for freedom, [A] tis the rising [D] of the moon.
Well, they fought for poor old Ireland and [A] full bitter was their fate.
[G] Oh, what [D] glorious pride and sorrow filled the name [A] of ninety-eight.
[D] Yet thank God it still is beating [A] hard at this burning noon.
[G] Who would follow [D] in their footsteps at the rising of the moon?
At the rising of the [G] moon, [A] at the rising of the [F#m] moon,
[G] Who would follow [D] in their footsteps [A] at the rising [D] of the moon? _
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