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 dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide

Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and even down the mountain side
The summer's gone and all the roses dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide

But come on back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and even white with snow
And I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy I love you so

Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and even down the mountain side
The summer's gone and all the roses dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide

But come on back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and even white with snow
And I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy I love you so

Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy I love you so-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o