Oh, Danny Boy
The pipes
The pipes are calling
From glen to glen
And down the mountain side

The summer's gone
And all the roses falling
It's you
It's you must go and I must bide

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed
And white with snow
Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh, Danny boy
Oh, Danny boy
I love you so

But when ye come
And all the flowers are dying
If I am dead
As dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an Ave there for me
And I shall hear
Though soft you tread above me
And all my grave will warmer
Sweeter be

For you will bend
And tell me that you love me
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me