Danny Boy

Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountainside;
The summers gone, and all the roses falling,
Its you, its you must go, and I must bide.
Chorus:
But come ye back when summers in the meadow
Or when the valleys hushed and white with snow;
Its Ill be here 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,
If I am dead, as dead I well may be,
Yell come and find the place where I am lying,
And kneel and say an 'Ave' there for me.
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