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 flowers are dying
It`s you it`s you
must go And I must bide
But come here back
when summer`s in the meadow
All when the valley`s hushed
and white with snow
Yes I`ll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh danny boy oh danny boy I love you so