Danny Boy Lyrics

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 bide.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow,

Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow;

I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow;

Danny boy, Oh Danny boy, I love you so.

But if you come and all the flowers are dying,

If I am dead, as dead I well may be.

You'll come and find the place where I am lying,

And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.

And I will know, 'though soft ye tread around me,

And then my grave shall richer sweeter be,

Then you'll bend down and tell me that you love me,

And I shall rest in peace until you come to me.