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 roses falling
'Tis you, 'tis you, must go and I must fight
But come ye back, when summer's in the meadow
When the valley is hushed and white with snow
Yes, I'll be there in sunshine orange shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so
And when you come and all the flowers are dying
If I am dead and dead I may well be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say, "Ave" for me
And I shall hear, though soft you thread above me
And all my grave will warmer sweeter be
For you will bend and tell me that you love me
I will sleep in peace until you come to me
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 roses falling
'Tis you, 'tis you, must go and I must fight
And I shall hear, though soft you thread above me
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be
For you will bend and tell me that you love me
And I will sleep in peace until you come to me