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' dying
'Tis you 'tis you must go
and I must bide
But come ye back
when summer's in the valley
and all the valley's hushed
and white with snow
and I'll be here
in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy oh danny boy
I love you so
But if he come
and all the flowers are dying
and I am dead
as dead I well may be
He'll come he'll find the place
where I am lying
and kneel and say
an Ave there for me
And I shall feel oh soft
you tread above me
and then my grave
will richer sweeter be
for you will bend
and tell me that you love me
and I shall rest in peace
until you come to me
and I shall rest in peace
until you come to me
