Chords for Tia Blake [USA] - b_1. Rising of the Moon.

[Em] _ _ _ _ Up and tell me, Shonel Farrow, _ _ _ tell me [Bm] why you hurry so. _
[D] _ [E] Hush, my boy, now hush [G] and listen, _ _ _ and his _ eyes were [B] rogue.
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Hie there, _ orders [Bm] _ _
from the captain, _ [Em] _ _
get thee _ ready quick and soon.
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For [Am] the fight [G] must be _ [Em] together _ _ _ at the _ [B] rising of. _
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_ [E] _ _ Up and tell me, Shonel [Em] Farrow, _ _ where the [Bm] gathering is to be.
_ In [E] your spot by the [G] river, _ _ right [Em] well known to you and me. _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ One word _ _ more, [Bm] _ a signal token, _ [Em] _ _ _
whistle _ of a marching _ tune.
_ _ [C] _ _ With [Am] your _ pike [G] upon _ [Em] your shoulder, _ _ _ at [B] the _ rising of.
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_ _ There beside _ the singing _ _ river, _ _ that _ [G] dark mass of [Em] men were seen.
[Bm] _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ For above [G] _
their shining _ [Bm] _ weapon _ _ _ hung [Em] 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, _ _ _ tis [B] the _ rising [G] of.
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[E] _ _ How well they fought for poor [Em] old Ireland, _ and so [Bm] bitter was _ _ _ their fate. _
_ _ [G] Oh, what glorious pride and sorrow _ _ fills the _ [Am] name [G] of _ [B] _ [Em] 98.
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_ _ 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 _ _ [Em] of. _ _ _
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