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
T'is you, T'is you must go and I must bide

But come ye back when summer's in the valley
and all 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 flowers are dying
and I am dead as dead I well may be
He'll come he'll find the place where I am lying
and kneel and say an "Ave" 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
and I shall rest in peace until you come to me