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 dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bye
But come he 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 But when he come and all the roses falling
And I am dead, as dead I well may be Go out he find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an Ave there for me And I will hear the soft you tread above me And then my grave will warmer, sweeter be For you shall bend and tell me that you love me And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me