Lyrics:

Our valley is high
The flowers are all dying
The meadow is white with a winter snow
Long as I stand at the place where Danny is lying
I say a silent prayer
Some how, I know
He is with her
So soft, I thread above him
For now, he sleeps in peace
We hear Danny's voice no more
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 flies are dying
Tis you, tis you must go and I must bide
And I shall hear the soft you thread above me
And all my grieve will water sweeter deep
For you and I, then tell me that you love me
And I will sleep in peace until you come to me