Oh Danny Boy,
The pipes, the pipes are calling.
From Glenn to Glenn
And down the mountain side.
The summer’s gone
And all the roses falling.
It’s you, It’s 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.
I’ll be here in Sunshine or in Shadow
I’ll be here oh Danny Boy
I’ll miss you so
But if you fall
As all the flowers are falling
And if you dead
As dead you will may be.
I’ll come and find the place where you’re lying.
And kneel and say
An Ave there for thee.
But come ye back
When summer’s in the meadow.
Or when the valley’s hushed
And white with snow.
I’ll be here in Sunshine or in Shadow
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy
I love you so.
Oh Danny Boy,
The pipes, the pipes are calling.
From Glenn to Glenn
And down the mountain side.
The summer’s gone
And all the roses falling.
It’s you, It’s 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.
I’ll be here in Sunshine or in Shadow
I’ll be here oh Danny Boy
I’ll miss you so
But if you fall
As all the flowers are falling
And if you dead
As dead you will may be.
I’ll come and find the place where you’re lying.
And kneel and say
An Ave there for thee.
But come ye back
When summer’s in the meadow.
Or when the valley’s hushed
And white with snow.
I’ll be here in Sunshine or in Shadow
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy
I love you so.
