Oh Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen, and down the mountain side The summers are gone, and all the roses falling It's you, it's you must go and I must bide But come you back when summer's in the meadow And all the valley's hushed and white with snow Then I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so ♪ But come you back when summer's in the meadow And all the valley's hushed and white with snow Then I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so