Danny Boy

O danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side
The summers gone and all the roses falling
Its you, its you must go and I must hide
But come ye back when summers in the meadow
Or when the walleys hushed and white with snow
Ill be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh danny boy, oh danny boy, I love you so But when ye come and all hte flowrs are crying
If I am dead, as dead I may well be Yell come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an ave there for me And I shall hear through soft you tread above em And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be For you will bend and tell me that you love me And I shall sleep in peace unitl you come to meet