Oh

Dan-

ny

Boy,

the

pipes,

the

pipes

are

call-

ing

From

glen

to

glen

and

down

the

moun-

tain

side

The

sum-

mer's

gone,

and

all

the

ro-

ses

fall-

ing

It's

you,

It's

you,

must

go,

and

I

must

bide

But

come

ye

back

when

sum-

mer's

in

the

mea-

dow

Or

when

the

vall-

ey's

hushed

and

white

with

snow

I'll

be

here

in

sun-

shine

or

in

sha-

dow

I'll

be

here

oh

Dan-

ny

Boy,

I'll

miss

you

so

But

if

you

fall,

as

all

the

flo-

wers

are

fall-

ing

And

if

you

dead,

as

dead

you

well

may

be

I'll

come

and

find

the

place

where

you

are

ly-

ing

And

kneel

and

say

an

"A-

ve"

there

for

we

But

come

ye

back

when

sum-

mer's

in

the

mea-

dow

Or

when

the

vall-

ey's

hushed

and

white

with

snow

I'll

be

here

in

sun-

shine

or

in

sha-

dow

Oh

Dan-

ny

Boy,

Oh

Dan-

ny

Boy,

I'll

love

you

so