Danny Boy (alt. take 9) Lyrics

	Lyrics：Frederic E.Weatherly Music：Frederic E.Weatherly
	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 bye
	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
	He'll come here and find the place where I am lying
	And kneel and say an ava there for me
	And I shall feel, oh 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

	Lyrics: Frederic E. Weatherly Music: Frederic E. Weatherly
	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 bye
	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
	He' ll come here and find the place where I am lying
	And kneel and say an ava there for me
	And I shall feel, oh 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

	Lyrics: Frederic E. Weatherly Music: Frederic E. Weatherly
	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 bye
	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
	He' ll come here and find the place where I am lying
	And kneel and say an ava there for me
	And I shall feel, oh 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

YouTube Results (More on YouTube)