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're dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go
And I must bide

But come you back
When summer is 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

But if you come
As all the flowers are dying
And you are dead
As dead you will may be

I'll come and find the place
Where you are lying
And kneel and kneel
And say and say an "Ave"
An "Ave" there for me