Chords for The Wearing of the Green/ the Rising of the Moon
Tempo:
165 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
F
Gm
Eb
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
For many years, the Irish were forbidden by English law to wear the colour green or to display the shamrock.
And sometimes these offences were punishable by death.
So as you can imagine, a lot of Irish songs of rebellion and protest came out of this.
And here are a couple for you right now.
The Wearing of the Green, The Rising of the Moon.
[Bb]
[F] [Bb] [F]
[Gm]
[Fm] [Bb]
Oh Paddy dear, and did you hear the [F] news that's going round?
[Eb] The shamrock is [Gm] by law forbid to [F] grow [Bb] on Irish ground.
St.
Patrick's Day, [Gm] no more we'll keep, his [F] colours can't be seen.
[Eb] For there's a cruel [Gm] law against [F] the wearing [Bb] of the green.
Yes, the wearing of the [Gm] green, aye, [C] the wearing [F] of the green.
[Eb] Oh there's a cruel [Gm] law [F] against the wearing of [Bb] the green.
I met with Napper Tandy and he [F] took me by the hand.
[Eb] Saying how [Bb] is dear old Ireland [F] and how does [Bb] she stand?
She's the most [Gm] distressful country that [F] ever yet was seen.
[Eb] For there hanging men [Gm] and women for the [F] wearing of [Bb] the green.
Yes, the wearing of [Gm] the green, the wearing [F] of the green.
[Eb] There hanging men [Bb] and women for [C] the [F] wearing of the [Bb] green.
Oh then tell me Sean O'Farrell, tell [F] me why are ye so?
[Eb] Hush a bottle, hush [Bb] and listen and [F] his cheeks were [Bb] all aglow.
I bear orders from [Gm] the captain, [Cm] get you ready [Gm] quick [F] and soon.
[Eb] For the pikes must [Gm] be [Bb] together [F] at the [C] rising [Bb] of the moon.
[Gm] At the rising of the moon, [F] at the rising of the moon.
[Eb] For the pikes must be [Bb] together at the rising of the moon.
Oh then tell me Sean O'Farrell where the [F] gathering is to be?
[Eb] At the old spot by [Bb] the river right well known to you and me.
One more word for signal token [F] with the loud marching tune.
[Gm] [Eb]
With your pike upon [Bb] your shoulder [F] at the [Bb] rising of the moon.
[Gm] At the rising of the moon, [F] at the rising of the moon.
[Eb] With your pike upon your [Bb]
shoulder at the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud wall cabin eyes were [F] watching through the night.
[Eb] Many a manly heart was [Bb] beating for [F] the coming [Bb] morning light.
Murmurs [Dm] rang [Gm] along the valley [C] like the [G] banshee's [F] lonely crew.
[Eb] And a thousand [Bb] blades were flashing [F] by the [Bb] rising of the moon.
[Gm] By the rising of the moon, [F] by the rising of the moon.
[Eb] And a thousand blades were [Bb] flashing by the rising of the moon.
There beside that singing river that dark [F] mass of men was seen.
[Bb] [Eb] Far above their [Bb] shining weapons hung their own beloved green.
Death to [Dm] every [Gm] fallen traitor [F] forward strike the marching tune.
[Bb] And [Eb] her army boys [Gm] for [Bb] freedom, tis the rising of the moon.
[Gm] Tis the rising of the moon, [F] tis the rising of the moon.
[Bb] [Eb] And her army boys [Bb] for freedom, tis the rising of the moon.
[F]
[Eb]
[Gm] [Bb] [C] [Bb]
[C] [N]
Thank you, thank you
And sometimes these offences were punishable by death.
So as you can imagine, a lot of Irish songs of rebellion and protest came out of this.
And here are a couple for you right now.
The Wearing of the Green, The Rising of the Moon.
[Bb]
[F] [Bb] [F]
[Gm]
[Fm] [Bb]
Oh Paddy dear, and did you hear the [F] news that's going round?
[Eb] The shamrock is [Gm] by law forbid to [F] grow [Bb] on Irish ground.
St.
Patrick's Day, [Gm] no more we'll keep, his [F] colours can't be seen.
[Eb] For there's a cruel [Gm] law against [F] the wearing [Bb] of the green.
Yes, the wearing of the [Gm] green, aye, [C] the wearing [F] of the green.
[Eb] Oh there's a cruel [Gm] law [F] against the wearing of [Bb] the green.
I met with Napper Tandy and he [F] took me by the hand.
[Eb] Saying how [Bb] is dear old Ireland [F] and how does [Bb] she stand?
She's the most [Gm] distressful country that [F] ever yet was seen.
[Eb] For there hanging men [Gm] and women for the [F] wearing of [Bb] the green.
Yes, the wearing of [Gm] the green, the wearing [F] of the green.
[Eb] There hanging men [Bb] and women for [C] the [F] wearing of the [Bb] green.
Oh then tell me Sean O'Farrell, tell [F] me why are ye so?
[Eb] Hush a bottle, hush [Bb] and listen and [F] his cheeks were [Bb] all aglow.
I bear orders from [Gm] the captain, [Cm] get you ready [Gm] quick [F] and soon.
[Eb] For the pikes must [Gm] be [Bb] together [F] at the [C] rising [Bb] of the moon.
[Gm] At the rising of the moon, [F] at the rising of the moon.
[Eb] For the pikes must be [Bb] together at the rising of the moon.
Oh then tell me Sean O'Farrell where the [F] gathering is to be?
[Eb] At the old spot by [Bb] the river right well known to you and me.
One more word for signal token [F] with the loud marching tune.
[Gm] [Eb]
With your pike upon [Bb] your shoulder [F] at the [Bb] rising of the moon.
[Gm] At the rising of the moon, [F] at the rising of the moon.
[Eb] With your pike upon your [Bb]
shoulder at the rising of the moon.
Out from many a mud wall cabin eyes were [F] watching through the night.
[Eb] Many a manly heart was [Bb] beating for [F] the coming [Bb] morning light.
Murmurs [Dm] rang [Gm] along the valley [C] like the [G] banshee's [F] lonely crew.
[Eb] And a thousand [Bb] blades were flashing [F] by the [Bb] rising of the moon.
[Gm] By the rising of the moon, [F] by the rising of the moon.
[Eb] And a thousand blades were [Bb] flashing by the rising of the moon.
There beside that singing river that dark [F] mass of men was seen.
[Bb] [Eb] Far above their [Bb] shining weapons hung their own beloved green.
Death to [Dm] every [Gm] fallen traitor [F] forward strike the marching tune.
[Bb] And [Eb] her army boys [Gm] for [Bb] freedom, tis the rising of the moon.
[Gm] Tis the rising of the moon, [F] tis the rising of the moon.
[Bb] [Eb] And her army boys [Bb] for freedom, tis the rising of the moon.
[F]
[Eb]
[Gm] [Bb] [C] [Bb]
[C] [N]
Thank you, thank you
Key:
Bb
F
Gm
Eb
C
Bb
F
Gm
For many years, the Irish were forbidden by English law to wear the colour green or to display the shamrock.
And sometimes these offences were punishable by death. _
So as you can imagine, _ _ a lot of Irish songs of rebellion and protest came out of this.
And here are a couple for you right now.
The Wearing of the Green, The Rising of the Moon.
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ [Bb] _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Oh Paddy dear, and did you hear the [F] news that's going _ round? _
[Eb] The shamrock is [Gm] by law forbid to [F] grow _ [Bb] on Irish ground.
_ _ St.
Patrick's Day, [Gm] no more we'll keep, his [F] colours can't be seen.
_ _ [Eb] For there's a cruel [Gm] law against [F] the wearing [Bb] of the green. _ _ _ _
Yes, the wearing of the [Gm] green, aye, [C] the wearing [F] of the green. _ _
[Eb] Oh there's a cruel [Gm] law [F] against the wearing of [Bb] the green. _ _
_ _ I met with Napper Tandy and he [F] took me by the hand.
[Eb] Saying how [Bb] is dear old Ireland _ [F] and how does [Bb] she stand? _ _ _
_ She's the most [Gm] distressful country that [F] ever yet was seen. _ _
[Eb] For there hanging men [Gm] and women for the _ [F] wearing of [Bb] the green.
_ _ _ Yes, the wearing of [Gm] the green, _ the wearing [F] of the green.
_ _ _ [Eb] There hanging men [Bb] and women for [C] the _ [F] wearing of the [Bb] green. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Oh then tell me Sean O'Farrell, tell [F] me why are ye so?
_ [Eb] Hush a bottle, hush [Bb] and listen and [F] his cheeks were [Bb] all aglow.
I bear orders from [Gm] the captain, [Cm] get you ready [Gm] quick [F] and soon.
_ [Eb] For the pikes must [Gm] be [Bb] together [F] at the [C] rising [Bb] of the moon.
[Gm] _ At the rising of the moon, _ [F] at the rising of the moon.
[Eb] For the pikes must be [Bb] together at the rising of the moon. _ _ _
Oh then tell me Sean O'Farrell _ where the [F] gathering is to be?
[Eb] At the old spot by [Bb] the river right well known to you and me.
One more word for signal token [F] with the loud marching tune.
[Gm] _ [Eb]
With your pike upon [Bb] your shoulder [F] at the [Bb] rising of the moon. _ _
_ _ [Gm] At the rising of the moon, _ [F] at the rising _ of the moon.
[Eb] With your pike upon your [Bb]
shoulder at the rising of the moon.
_ _ Out from many a mud wall cabin eyes were [F] watching through the night.
[Eb] Many a manly heart was [Bb] beating for [F] the coming [Bb] morning light.
_ Murmurs [Dm] rang [Gm] along the valley _ [C] like the [G] banshee's [F] lonely crew.
_ [Eb] And a thousand [Bb] blades were flashing [F] by the [Bb] rising of the moon.
_ _ _ [Gm] By the rising of the moon, [F] by the rising of the moon.
_ [Eb] And a thousand blades were [Bb] flashing by the rising of the moon.
_ _ _ There beside that singing river that dark [F] mass of men was seen.
[Bb] _ [Eb] Far above their [Bb] shining weapons hung their own beloved green.
_ Death to [Dm] every [Gm] fallen traitor _ [F] forward strike the marching tune.
[Bb] And [Eb] her army boys [Gm] for [Bb] freedom, _ tis the rising of the moon.
_ _ _ _ [Gm] Tis the rising of the moon, _ [F] tis the rising _ of the moon.
[Bb] [Eb] And her army boys [Bb] for freedom, _ tis the rising of the moon. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ [Bb] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Thank you, _ thank you
And sometimes these offences were punishable by death. _
So as you can imagine, _ _ a lot of Irish songs of rebellion and protest came out of this.
And here are a couple for you right now.
The Wearing of the Green, The Rising of the Moon.
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ [Bb] _ [F] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Gm] _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Oh Paddy dear, and did you hear the [F] news that's going _ round? _
[Eb] The shamrock is [Gm] by law forbid to [F] grow _ [Bb] on Irish ground.
_ _ St.
Patrick's Day, [Gm] no more we'll keep, his [F] colours can't be seen.
_ _ [Eb] For there's a cruel [Gm] law against [F] the wearing [Bb] of the green. _ _ _ _
Yes, the wearing of the [Gm] green, aye, [C] the wearing [F] of the green. _ _
[Eb] Oh there's a cruel [Gm] law [F] against the wearing of [Bb] the green. _ _
_ _ I met with Napper Tandy and he [F] took me by the hand.
[Eb] Saying how [Bb] is dear old Ireland _ [F] and how does [Bb] she stand? _ _ _
_ She's the most [Gm] distressful country that [F] ever yet was seen. _ _
[Eb] For there hanging men [Gm] and women for the _ [F] wearing of [Bb] the green.
_ _ _ Yes, the wearing of [Gm] the green, _ the wearing [F] of the green.
_ _ _ [Eb] There hanging men [Bb] and women for [C] the _ [F] wearing of the [Bb] green. _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Oh then tell me Sean O'Farrell, tell [F] me why are ye so?
_ [Eb] Hush a bottle, hush [Bb] and listen and [F] his cheeks were [Bb] all aglow.
I bear orders from [Gm] the captain, [Cm] get you ready [Gm] quick [F] and soon.
_ [Eb] For the pikes must [Gm] be [Bb] together [F] at the [C] rising [Bb] of the moon.
[Gm] _ At the rising of the moon, _ [F] at the rising of the moon.
[Eb] For the pikes must be [Bb] together at the rising of the moon. _ _ _
Oh then tell me Sean O'Farrell _ where the [F] gathering is to be?
[Eb] At the old spot by [Bb] the river right well known to you and me.
One more word for signal token [F] with the loud marching tune.
[Gm] _ [Eb]
With your pike upon [Bb] your shoulder [F] at the [Bb] rising of the moon. _ _
_ _ [Gm] At the rising of the moon, _ [F] at the rising _ of the moon.
[Eb] With your pike upon your [Bb]
shoulder at the rising of the moon.
_ _ Out from many a mud wall cabin eyes were [F] watching through the night.
[Eb] Many a manly heart was [Bb] beating for [F] the coming [Bb] morning light.
_ Murmurs [Dm] rang [Gm] along the valley _ [C] like the [G] banshee's [F] lonely crew.
_ [Eb] And a thousand [Bb] blades were flashing [F] by the [Bb] rising of the moon.
_ _ _ [Gm] By the rising of the moon, [F] by the rising of the moon.
_ [Eb] And a thousand blades were [Bb] flashing by the rising of the moon.
_ _ _ There beside that singing river that dark [F] mass of men was seen.
[Bb] _ [Eb] Far above their [Bb] shining weapons hung their own beloved green.
_ Death to [Dm] every [Gm] fallen traitor _ [F] forward strike the marching tune.
[Bb] And [Eb] her army boys [Gm] for [Bb] freedom, _ tis the rising of the moon.
_ _ _ _ [Gm] Tis the rising of the moon, _ [F] tis the rising _ of the moon.
[Bb] [Eb] And her army boys [Bb] for freedom, _ tis the rising of the moon. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
[Gm] _ [Bb] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ [Bb] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [C] _ _ _ _ [N] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Thank you, _ thank you