Oh Danny boy

The pipes, the pipes are ca-alling

From glen to glen

And down the mountain side

And the summer's gone

All the leaves are dy-y-ying

It's you, it's you

Must go and I must bide



But come ye ba-ack

When summer's in the mea-eadow

Or when the valley's hushed

And white with snow

I'll be here

In sunshine or in sha-adows

Oh Danny boy

Oh Da-a-a-anny boy

I love you so



But come ye ba-ack

When summer's in the mea-eadow

Or when the winter's whi-ite

And hushed with snow

I'll be here

In sunshine or in sha-adows

Oh Danny boy

Oh Da-anny boy

I love you so...