Doesn't mean I ain't singin'
Oh Danny Boy... the pipes, the pipes are ca-allin'...
From glen to glen... and down the mountainside...
The summer's gone... and all the roses fa-allin'...
It's you, it's you... must go and I must bide...
But come ye back... when summer's in the me-eadow...
And when the va...lley's hushed| and white with snow...
It's I'll be here... in sunshine or in sha-adow...
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so...
But come ye back... and all the flow'rs are dy-ying...
If I am dead... as dead I well may be...
Ye'll come and find... the place where I am ly-ying...
And kneel and say... an Ave there for me...
And I shall hear... though soft you tread abo-ove me...
And all my grave... will warmer sweeter be-e-e...
For you will bend... and tell me.. that you lo-ove me...
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me...
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so...
Oh Danny Boy, oh Da..nny Boy..., I love... yo-ou.. so....!