danny boy

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 flowers are dying

'tis you

'tis 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

and i'll be here in sunshine or in shadow

oh

danny boy

oh

danny boy

i love you so

but when you come

when all the flowers are dying

if i am dead

as dead i well may be

i pray you'll find the place where i am lying

and kneel and say an ave" there for me