Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountainside
The summer's gone and all the flow'rs are dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide

But come ye back when summmer's in the meadow
And when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'Tis I'll be there in sunlight or in shadow
Oh, Danny boy, Oh Danny boy' I love you so

And if you come when all the flowers are dying
And I am dead, as 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 dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you only tell me that you love me
Then I will sleep in peace until you come to me
(Repeat first two verses)

Writer : F.WEATHERLY (TRAD.) / ARR: PETER HOPE
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., UNIVERSAL-POLYGRAM INTL OBO DECCA MUSIC GROUP LTD