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