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,
It's you, it's you must go and I must bye
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
It`s I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy I love you so
But when ye come and all the roses falling,
and I am dead, as dead I well may be,
Go out and find the place where I am lying,
And kneel and say an Ave there for me.
And I will hear tho' soft your tread above me,
and in my grave will warm and sweeter be.
For you shall bend and tell me that you love me,
And I will sleep in peace until you come to me.