Up and tell me Sean O'Farrell
Tell me why you hurry so
"Hush, my boy, now hush and listen"
And his eyes were all aglow
"I bear from the captain
Get thee ready quick and soon
For the fight must be together
At the rising of the moon"

Up and tell me Sean O'Farrell
Where the gatherin' is to be
"In your spot by the river
Right well known to you and me"

One word more
A signal token
Whistle up a marchin' tune
With your pike upon your shoulder
At the rising of the moon

There beside the singin' river
That dark mass of men were seen
For above their shinin' weapons
Hung their old, immortal dreams

"Death to every foe and traitor
Forward strike the marchin' tune"
And hurrah my boys for freedom
'Tis the rising of the moon
How well they fought for poor, old Ireland
And so bitter was their fate
Oh, what glorious pride and sorrow
Fills the name of '98

Yes, thank God, what hearts are beatin'
Each man bears a burnin' wound
We will follow in their footsteps
At the rising of the moon