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 roses falling 'Tis you, 'tis you, 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 Then I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so I love you so And if you come when all the roses dying And I am dead, as dead, as dead I may well, I may well be You'll, you'll come, you'll come and find, you'll find, you'll find the place where I am lying And kneel and say, say an "Ave", an "Ave", ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh Say and "Ave" there for me