Danny Boy Lyrics - Heritage - The Irish Tenors

O Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling 

From glen to glen and down the mountainside 

The summer's gone and all the flowers are dying 

Tis you, Tis you must go and I must bide 

But come yer back when summer's in the meadow 

Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow 

'Tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow 

O Danny boy, O Danny boy, I love you so 

And if yer come and all the flowers are dyin' 

If 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 hear, though soft you tread above me 

And all my dreams will warm and sweetened be 

If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me 

I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me