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 mass of men were seen
High above their shining weapons
To their own beloved green
"Death 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