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 dying   'Tis you 'tis 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   And I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow             Oh Danny boy oh Danny boy I love you so But if he come and all the roses dying And I am dead as dead I well may be         You'll come and find the place where I am lying   And kneel and say an Ave there for me And I shall feel though soft you tread above me And then my grave will richer sweeter be          For you will bend and tell me that you love me           And I shall rest in peace until you come to me Oh Danny boy I love  you so