Danny Boy Sung by
Michael Londra
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 flowers are falling
'Tis you, 'tis 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.
'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow.
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so.
And when ye
come, when all the flowers are dying,
And 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, tho' soft you tread above me,
And all my dreams will warmer sweeter be.
And ye shall not fail to tell me that you love me,
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.
Note: "Danny Boy" is a
ballad written by Frederick Weatherly and usually set to the tune
of
the Londonderry Air ; it is most closely associated with Irish
Communities.
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