Oh Danny boy, the pipes,
The pipes, are calling
From glen to glen,
And down the mountain sideThe summer's gone,
And all the leaves are falling
it's you, it's you
Must go and I must bideBut come ye back
When summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed
And white with snow
I'll be here
In sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy,
I love you so
...
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy,
I love you so
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