Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountainside
The summer's gone and all the leaves are falling
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide
But call me back when summer's in the meadow
And all the valleys hushed and white with snow
It's 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 flowers are dying
If I am dead, as dead I well may be
He'll come and find the place where I am lying
Then kneel and say, and are they there for me?
And I shall hear those soft you tread above me
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be
For you will bend, then tell me that you love me
Then I shall sleep in peace until you come to me
Then I shall sleep in peace until you come to me