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 falling it s you it s you must go and i must bide but come ye back when summer s in the meadow or when the valley s hushed and white with snow it s i ll be here in sunshine or in shadow oh danny boy oh danny boy i love you so but when ye come and all the flowers are dying 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 grave will warmer sweeter be for you will bend and tell me that you love me and i shall sleep in peace until you come to me 