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

'Tis 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 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



and I shall hear through soft you tread above me

and all my grave shall warmer sweeter be

then you will kneel and whisper that you love me

and I shall sleep in peace until you come to me

and I shall sleep in peace until you come to me