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