Danny Boy

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 leaves are falling ‘Tis you ’tis you must go and I must bide But come you 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 Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy I love you so And when you come, and all the leaves are dying And I am dead, as dead I well may be You’ll come and find the place where I am lying And stand and say an Ave there for me And I will hear, though soft you tread above me And in my grave will warmer, safer be For you will kneel and tell me that you love me And I will lie in peace until you come to me