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 roses 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 roses 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