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 are dying

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

For 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 a dying

And if I am dead, dead I well may be

Just come and find, find the place

Find the place where I lay lying

And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me



And I will hear tho soft you tread above me

And my grave, my grave warmer and sweeter be

For you're gonna kneel and you're gonna tell

God you're gonna tell me how you loved me

And I will sleep in peace until you come to me