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
Oh Lord, it's you, it's you must go and I must bide

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

But come to me, my darling Danny, say you love me
If I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and kneel and say, yeah 
And say 'ave', and 'ave'  you'll find me