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 
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
Yes I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow 
Oh Danny boy Oh Danny boy I love you so

If I am dead and dead I may well be 
You'll come and find the place where I am lying 
And kneel and say and Ave there for me 
And I shall hear though soft you tread above me 
And all my grave will warmer sweeter be 
For you will bend and tell me that you love me 
Then I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.