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 must go, and I must bide.
2. But come you back when summer's in the meadow
3. But if you come, and all the flowers are dying|
And if I am dead, as dead I may well be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.
And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
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