O come tell me Sean O'Farrell "Tell me why you hurry so? Hush ma bouchal, hush and listen" And his cheeks were all aglow I bear orders from the Captain "Get you ready, quick and soon For the pikes must be together By the rising of the moon" "O come tell me Sean O'Farrell Where the gath'rin is to be? At the old spot by the river Quite well-known to you and me One more word for signal token Whistle out the marchin' tune With your pike upon your shoulder By the rising of the moon By the rising of the moon By the rising of the moon With your pike upon your shoulder By the rising of the moon" Out from many a mud wall cabin Eyes were watching through the night Many a manly heart was beating For the blessed morning light Murmurs rang along the valleys To the banshee's lonely croon And a thousand pikes were flashing By the rising of the moon By the rising of the moon By the rising of the moon And a thousand pikes were flashing By the rising of the moon All along that singing river That black ma** of men were seen High above their shining weapons To their own beloved green "d**h to every foe and traitor! Whistle out the marching tune And hurrah my boy for freedom At the rising of the moon" By the rising of the moon By the rising of the moon For the pikes must be together By the rising of the moon By the rising of the moon By the rising of the moon With your pike upon your shoulder By the rising of the moon By the rising of the moon By the rising of the moon And a thousand pikes were flashing By the rising of the moon By the rising of the moon By the rising of the moon For the pikes must be together By the rising of the moon At the rising of the moon At the rising of the moon And hurrah my boy for freedom At the rising of the moon.