[02:44.00]The moon it shone down on Dublin town
[02:44.00] When the deadly fight was o'er
[02:44.00] Thousands lay on the cold, cold ground
[02:44.00] Their lives to claim no more
[02:44.00] The moon it shone down in O'Connell Street
[02:44.00] Where a dying young rebel lay
[02:44.00] With his body gashed and his arms outstretched
[02:44.00] And his life's blood flowing away
[02:44.00] A passing comrade soon heard the moans
[02:44.00] The sufferer soon was found
[02:44.00] Softly, gently they raised his head
[02:44.00] Up from the cold, cold ground
[02:44.00] Softly, gently come raise, he cried
[02:44.00] No longer on earth can I stay
[02:44.00] I will never more roam to my own native home
[02:44.00] Tipperary, so far away
[02:44.00] A lock of my hair I pray you take
[02:44.00] To my mother so dear to me
[02:44.00] And tell her 'twas here by the Liffeyside
[02:44.00] My moldering bones do lay
[02:44.00] For it would grieve your heart
[02:44.00] To see young men shot down,
[02:44.00] Their bodies thrown into the sea
[02:44.00] And a vision of light came before me tonight
[02:44.00] Of Tipperary so far away
[02:44.00] The soldiers of Ireland bore him on high
[02:44.00] On their shoulders with solemn dread
[02:44.00] And many a heart with tearful sigh
[02:44.00] Wept over our patriot dead
[02:44.00] In silence they lowered him into the grave
[02:44.00] To rest to the reckoning day
[02:44.00] Sean Tracy who died his home to save
[02:44.00] In Tipperary so far away