Danny Boy

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling,

from glen to glen and down the mountains side.

The summer's gone and all the leafs are falling,

it's you, it's you, must go and I must cry.

But come me back, when summer's in the meadows,

or when the valleys hushed and white with snow.

And I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow.

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

And when you come and all the flowers are dying

If I am dead - as dead I well may be

You'll come and find a place where I am lying

And kneel and say an Ave there for me:

And I shall hear though soft your tread above me.

And all my grave shall warmer, sweeter be,

For you will bend and tell me that you love me

And I shall live in peace, until you come to me.