O Danny Boy
The pipes the pipes are calling
From glen to glen
And down the mountainside
The summer's gone
And all the flowers are dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go
And I must bide
But come ye 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
O Danny Boy, O Danny Boy
I love you so
And if you come
When all the flowers 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 shall hear
Though soft you tread above me
And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you'll not fear to tell me that you love me
I'll simply sleep in peace
Until you come to me
I'll simply sleep in peace
Until you come to me