Danny Boy

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 you back when summer's in the meadow



Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow



'tis I'll be there 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



And 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 shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me



And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be



If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me



I simply sleep in peace until you come to me.