Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are callingFrom glen to glen and down the mountainsideThe summer's gone and all the leaves are fallingIt's you, it's you must go and I must bideBut call me back when summer's in the meadowAnd all the valleys hushed and white with snowIt's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadowOh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy, I love you soBut when he come and all the flowers are dyingIf I am dead, as dead I well may beHe'll come and find the place where I am lyingThen kneel and say, and are they there for me?And I shall hear those soft you tread above meAnd all my grave will warmer, sweeter beFor you will bend, then tell me that you love meThen I shall sleep in peace until you come to meThen I shall sleep in peace until you come to me