Oh, Dany Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
The summer’s gone, and all the flowers are dying
It’s you, It’s you must go, and I must bide
But come you back when summer’s in the meadow
Oh when the valleys are white with snow
It’s I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh, Danny boy, Oh Danny boy, I love you so”