Traditional
Danny Boy, the pipes the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
The summer`s gone and all the flowers are dying
Tis you, tis you must go, and I must say
But come you back when summer`s in the meadow
Or when the valley`s hushed and white, white snow
Tis I`ll be there in sunshine or in shadows
Oh Danny Boy, Oh Danny Boy, I love you so
