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 leaves are falling
'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 here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy I love you so
But when you come, and all the leaves 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 will hear, though soft you tread above me
And in my grave will warmer, safer be
For you will bend and tell me that you love me
And I will lie in peace until you come to me