O Danny Boy, the pipes the pipes are calling 
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side. 
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The summer's gone and all the flowers are dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go And I must bide.
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But come you back when summer's in the meadow, 
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow. 
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Tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow;
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so
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But when you come, and all the roses are falling, 
And I am dead, As dead I well may be.
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Go out and find  The place where I am lying.
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me. 
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You'll come and find the place where I am lying. 
And kneel and say an Ave there for me 
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And I will hear, though soft you tread above me;
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be, 
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For you shall bend and tell me that you love me;
And I will sleep in peace until you come to me!
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