Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountainside.
The summer's gone, and all the roses fallen.
'Tis you, 'tis you must go, and I must bide.

[Chorus]
But come ye 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.
[Repeat Chorus]

But if ye come and all the flow'rs are dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be,
Ye'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an Ave there for me.

And I shall hear, though soft your tread above me,
And then my grave will warmer, sweeter be,
For you will bend and tell me that you love me,
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.

Oh Danny Boy, Oh Danny Boy, I love you so!