Chords for Tia Blake - The Rising of the Moon
Tempo:
151.2 bpm
Chords used:
Em
Bm
G
B
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Em] Up and tell me, Sean O'Farrell, tell me [Bm] why you hurry so.
[Dm] [E] Hush, my boy, now [G] hush and listen, and his eyes were [B] rolled.
[Em]
Hide their orders [Bm]
from the captain, [Em]
get thee ready quick and soon,
[C]
for [Am] the fight [Bm]
must be [Em] together at the [B] rise in [G] [B] love.
[Em]
[E] Up and tell me, Sean O [Em]'Farrell, where the [Bm] gathering is to be.
[E] In your spot by the [G] river, right [Em] well known to you and me.
One word more, [Bm] a signal token,
[Em] whistle of a marching tune,
[C] With [Am] your [Bm] pike upon [Em] your shoulder, at [B] the rise in [G] [B] awe.
[Em]
There beside the singing river, that [Bm] dark mass of [Em] men were seen.
[Bm] For [Em]
above [G] their shining [Bm] weapons [Em] hung their old immortal dream.
Death to every [Bm] foe and traitor, [Em] [G] forward strike [Em] the marching tune.
[C] And [Am] hurrah, [Bm] my boys, [Em] for freedom, [B] tis the rising [G] [B] of [Em] the morn.
[E] How well they fought for poor [Em] old Ireland, and so [Bm] bitter was their fate.
[G] Oh, what glorious pride and sorrow [Bm] fills the [G] name of [B]
[Em] ninety-eight.
Yes, thank God, [Bm] while hearts are beating, [Em] each man bears a burning wound.
[C] We [F] will follow [G] [Bm] in [Em] their footsteps at the [B] rising of the sun.
[Em]
[E]
[Dm] [E] Hush, my boy, now [G] hush and listen, and his eyes were [B] rolled.
[Em]
Hide their orders [Bm]
from the captain, [Em]
get thee ready quick and soon,
[C]
for [Am] the fight [Bm]
must be [Em] together at the [B] rise in [G] [B] love.
[Em]
[E] Up and tell me, Sean O [Em]'Farrell, where the [Bm] gathering is to be.
[E] In your spot by the [G] river, right [Em] well known to you and me.
One word more, [Bm] a signal token,
[Em] whistle of a marching tune,
[C] With [Am] your [Bm] pike upon [Em] your shoulder, at [B] the rise in [G] [B] awe.
[Em]
There beside the singing river, that [Bm] dark mass of [Em] men were seen.
[Bm] For [Em]
above [G] their shining [Bm] weapons [Em] hung their old immortal dream.
Death to every [Bm] foe and traitor, [Em] [G] forward strike [Em] the marching tune.
[C] And [Am] hurrah, [Bm] my boys, [Em] for freedom, [B] tis the rising [G] [B] of [Em] the morn.
[E] How well they fought for poor [Em] old Ireland, and so [Bm] bitter was their fate.
[G] Oh, what glorious pride and sorrow [Bm] fills the [G] name of [B]
[Em] ninety-eight.
Yes, thank God, [Bm] while hearts are beating, [Em] each man bears a burning wound.
[C] We [F] will follow [G] [Bm] in [Em] their footsteps at the [B] rising of the sun.
[Em]
[E]
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[Em] _ _ _ _ Up and tell me, Sean O'Farrell, _ _ _ tell me [Bm] why you hurry _ so.
[Dm] _ [E] Hush, my boy, now [G] hush and listen, _ _ _ and his _ eyes were [B] rolled.
[Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Hide their orders _ [Bm] _
from the captain, _ [Em] _
_ get thee ready _ quick and soon,
_ _ [C] _
_ for [Am] the _ fight [Bm]
must be _ [Em] together _ _ _ at _ the [B] rise in [G] [B] love.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ Up and tell me, Sean O [Em]'Farrell, _ _ _ where the [Bm] gathering is to be. _ _
[E] In your spot by the [G] river, _ _ right [Em] well known to you and me. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ One word more, _ [Bm] a signal token, _
[Em] _ _ _ _ whistle _ of a marching _ _ tune, _
[C] _ With _ [Am] your _ [Bm] pike upon _ [Em] your shoulder, _ _ _ at [B] the rise in [G] _ [B] awe.
[Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
There beside _ the singing _ _ river, _ _ that _ [Bm] dark mass of [Em] men were seen.
[Bm] _ _ For [Em] _
_ _ above [G] _ their _ shining _ [Bm] _ _ weapons _ _ [Em] hung their _ old _ immortal _ _ _ dream. _
_ _ _ _ _ Death to _ every [Bm] _ _ foe and traitor, _ [Em] _ _ _ [G] forward _ strike [Em] the marching _ _ tune.
_ _ [C] _ _ And [Am] _ hurrah, [Bm] my _ boys, [Em] for _ freedom, _ _ _ [B] tis the rising [G] _ _ [B] of [Em] the morn. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ How well they fought for poor [Em] old Ireland, _ _ and so [Bm] bitter _ _ was _ their fate.
_ _ _ [G] Oh, what glorious pride and sorrow _ _ _ [Bm] fills the _ _ [G] name of _ [B]
[Em] ninety-eight. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Yes, thank _ God, [Bm] while _ _ hearts are beating, [Em] _ _ _ each man _ bears a burning _ wound.
_ _ [C] _ _ We [F] will follow _ [G] _ [Bm] _ _ in [Em] their footsteps _ _ at the [B] _ rising _ of the sun.
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[Dm] _ [E] Hush, my boy, now [G] hush and listen, _ _ _ and his _ eyes were [B] rolled.
[Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Hide their orders _ [Bm] _
from the captain, _ [Em] _
_ get thee ready _ quick and soon,
_ _ [C] _
_ for [Am] the _ fight [Bm]
must be _ [Em] together _ _ _ at _ the [B] rise in [G] [B] love.
_ [Em] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [E] _ _ Up and tell me, Sean O [Em]'Farrell, _ _ _ where the [Bm] gathering is to be. _ _
[E] In your spot by the [G] river, _ _ right [Em] well known to you and me. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ One word more, _ [Bm] a signal token, _
[Em] _ _ _ _ whistle _ of a marching _ _ tune, _
[C] _ With _ [Am] your _ [Bm] pike upon _ [Em] your shoulder, _ _ _ at [B] the rise in [G] _ [B] awe.
[Em] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
There beside _ the singing _ _ river, _ _ that _ [Bm] dark mass of [Em] men were seen.
[Bm] _ _ For [Em] _
_ _ above [G] _ their _ shining _ [Bm] _ _ weapons _ _ [Em] hung their _ old _ immortal _ _ _ dream. _
_ _ _ _ _ Death to _ every [Bm] _ _ foe and traitor, _ [Em] _ _ _ [G] forward _ strike [Em] the marching _ _ tune.
_ _ [C] _ _ And [Am] _ hurrah, [Bm] my _ boys, [Em] for _ freedom, _ _ _ [B] tis the rising [G] _ _ [B] of [Em] the morn. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ How well they fought for poor [Em] old Ireland, _ _ and so [Bm] bitter _ _ was _ their fate.
_ _ _ [G] Oh, what glorious pride and sorrow _ _ _ [Bm] fills the _ _ [G] name of _ [B]
[Em] ninety-eight. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ Yes, thank _ God, [Bm] while _ _ hearts are beating, [Em] _ _ _ each man _ bears a burning _ wound.
_ _ [C] _ _ We [F] will follow _ [G] _ [Bm] _ _ in [Em] their footsteps _ _ at the [B] _ rising _ of the sun.
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [E] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _