Lyrics:

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 falling
'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
'tis i'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh, danny boy, oh danny boy, i love you so
And when you come and all the flowers are dying
If i am dead - as dead as i well may be -
Ye'll come and find the place where i am lying
And kneel and say ave there for me;
And i shall hear, though soft you tread above me
And all my grave shall warmer, sweeter be
And ye shall bend and tell me that you love me
And i shall sleep in peace until you come to me