Danny Boy

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Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling…

From glen to glen, and down the mountain side

The summers gone, and all the leaves are falling…

Tis you tis 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

Tis I’ll be here, in sunshine or in shadow

Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy I love you so

 

          [Instrumental Verse & Chorus]

 

But when ye come and 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 an Ave’ there for me

 

And I shall hear though soft you tread above me

And o’er my grave will warmer sweeter be

Then you will bend and tell me that you love me

And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me