Lyrics
When you will bend and tell me that you love me, oh danny boy Danny, and kneel and say an ave there for me
You ll come and find the place where i am lying, when you will bend and tell me that you love me
And kneel and say an ave there for me, and i shall sleep in peace until you come to me, i love you so
and when you come and all the flowers are dying
or when the valley s hushed and white with snow
tis you must go and i must bide
oh danny boy
I love you so, and kneel and say an ave there for me
As dead i well may be, tis you must go and i must bide
Oh danny boy, if i am dead, and i shall hear though soft you tread above me
And i shall sleep in peace until you come to me, and i shall sleep in peace until you come to me
The pipes are calling, you ll come and find the place where i am lying
If i am dead, oh danny boy, and i shall sleep in peace until you come to me
from glen to glen and down the mountain side
And kneel and say an ave there for me, tis you must go and i must bide Boy, the pipes are calling
When you will bend and tell me that you love me, if i am dead
As dead i well may be, or when the valley s hushed and white with snow
From glen to glen and down the mountain side, from glen to glen and down the mountain side
Oh danny boy, if i am dead Libera, as dead i well may be
You ll come and find the place where i am lying, and i shall hear though soft you tread above me
tis you must go and i must bide
oh danny boy
And when you come and all the flowers are dying, the pipes are calling Danny, from glen to glen and down the mountain side
From glen to glen and down the mountain side, and when you come and all the flowers are dying, and all my grave will warmer
oh danny boy
As dead i well may be, and kneel and say an ave there for me
as dead i well may be
the summer s gone and all the roses falling
And when you come and all the flowers are dying, the summer s gone and all the roses falling
the pipes are calling
Tis i ll be here in sunshine or in shadow, oh danny boy, i love you so
From glen to glen and down the mountain side, and when you come and all the flowers are dying, and i shall hear though soft you tread above me
i love you so
And all my grave will warmer, the pipes are calling, and i shall sleep in peace until you come to me
and i shall hear though soft you tread above me
and i shall sleep in peace until you come to me
Or when the valley s hushed and white with snow, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountain side, oh danny boy, and i shall sleep in peace until you come to me
