Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountainside
The summer's gone and all the leaves are falling
T'is you must leave, t'is you must leave and I must bide

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
And when the valley's hushed and white with snow
T'is I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh, Danny Boy, oh, Danny Boy, I love you so

And if you come when all the leaves are dying
If I am dead as dead I may well be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say I'll never love for you

And I will hear, though soft you tread above me
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be
If you will bend and tell me that you love me
And I will sleep in peace until you come to me