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.
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide.
Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy, the pipes are calling.
(Oh, Danny boy!)
From glen to glen and even down the mountain side.
The summer's gone and all the roses falling.
It's you, it's you must go and I must abide.
(Oh, Danny boy!)
But, come ye back when summer's in the meadow.
When the valley's hushed and even white with snow.
And I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow.
Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy I love you so.
Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy, the pipes are calling.
(Oh, Danny boy!)
From glen to glen and even down the mountain side.
The summer's gone and all the roses falling.
It's you, it's you must go and I must abide.
(Oh, Danny boy!)
But, come ye back when summer's in the meadow.
When the valley's hushed and even white with snow.
And I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow.
Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy I love you so.
(I love you so!)
Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy I love you so.
(I love you so!)
Oh, Danny boy, oh, Danny boy I love you so.