Oh, Danny boy
The pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen
All down the mountain side
The summer's gone
And all the roses falling
Alas, 'tis you must go
And I must bide

But come here back
When summer's on the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed
And white with snow
'Tis I'll be here
In sunlight or in shadow
Oh, Danny boy
Oh, Danny boy
I love you so

But when you come
And all the flowers are dying
If I be dead – and dead I well may be
You'll come and find
The place where I am lying
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be
But you'll come back
When spring is on the heather
Or when the valley's cold
You'll come instead
Oh, Danny boy
Oh, I will wait forever
And I will ever love you still
Oh, I need it