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Rising of the Moon
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This song relates to the Rebellion of 1798. The air is an O'carolan melody also known as 'Wearing Of The Green' and the lyrics were written by J. K. Casey (1846 - 1870) a Fenian from Mullingar.
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The Original Celtic Renaissance duo from Austin, TX! Called Masters of Traditional Folk by The Austin Chronicle, Marc Gunn and Andrew McKee join the autoharp, r
We are the Brobdingnagian Bards (pronounced brAHb'ding-näg-EE-en). We perform a unique style of Celtic folk music that we like to call "a Renaissance in Celtic music" or "The Original Celtic Renaissance. Ask our fans though, and they'll tell you our music is just plain "fun!" With six studio albums completed in just five years, combined with ten other compilations, singles and EPs, we've been called one of the most-productive Celtic groups around. But we just love playing the music.
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Genre
World • Traditional Irish
Peak in subgenre #2
Author
words J.K. Casey, music Turlough O'Carolan
Rights
Gunn-McKee
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March 24, 2009
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MP3 2.0 MB • 128 kbps • 2:08
Lyrics
And come tell me Sean O'Farrell tell me why you hurry so Husha buachaill hush and listen and his cheeks were all a glow I bare orders from the captain get you ready quick and soon For the pikes must be together 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 And 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 warning light Murmurs rang along the valleys to the banshees 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 was seen High above their shining weapons flew their own beloved green Death to every foe and traitor! Whistle out the marching tune And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, 'tis the rising of the moon 'Tis the rising of the moon, 'tis the rising of the moon And hurrah, me boys, for freedom, 'tis the rising of the moon
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