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

Tis you, tis you must go and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow

Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow.

Yes I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow

Oh Danny boy, Oh Danny boy, I love you so.

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But come ye back when summer's in the meadow

Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow.

Yes I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow

Oh Danny boy, Oh Danny boy, I love you so.