Danny Boy

Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summers are gone, and all the roses falling
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide

But come you back when summer's in the meadow
And all the valley's hushed and white with snow
Then I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so

But come you back when summer's in the meadow
And all the valley's hushed and white with snow
Then I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so