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 flowers are dying
It's you, it's 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
It's I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh, Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so!

And f you come, and all the flowers are dying
As I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an Avè there for me

And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me
And all my dreams will warmer, sweeter be
If you know bend to tell me that you love me
I simply sleep in peace until you come to me