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 dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bye

But come he 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 he come and all the roses falling
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
Go out he find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an Ave there for me

And I will hear the soft you tread above me
And then my grave will warmer, sweeter be
For you shall bend and tell me that you love me
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me