Danny Boy

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 falling
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer's in the meddows
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
Yes i'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.

But when ye come and all the flowers are dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
Ye'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an ave there for me

And I shall here though soft you tread above me
And all my grave will warmer sweeter be

For you will bend and tell me that you love me
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.



Credits
Writer(s): Michael Christie, Jonathan Mark Ansell, Benjamin Vischal Thapa, Matthew William Stiff, Clifford David Masterson, Frederick E. Weatherly
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