Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
The summers gone, and all the flowers dying
Tis you, tis you, must go and I must bide
But come ye back when summers in the meadow
When o'er the valleys 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 come ye back when summers in the meadow
When o'er the valleys 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...
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
The summers gone, and all the flowers dying
Tis you, tis you, must go and I must bide
But come ye back when summers in the meadow
When o'er the valleys 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 come ye back when summers in the meadow
When o'er the valleys 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...