Chloe Agnew - Danny Boy

Oh, Danny boy
the pipes, the pipes are calling
from geln 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

And I`ll be here in sunshine or in shadow
oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy
I love you so


Are if ye come
and all the flowers are dying
and I am dead as dead I may well be

You`ll come and find the place
where I am lying
and kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.

And I will hear
tho` soft you tread above me
and all my graves will warm and sweeter be

And you`ll beg and tell me that you love me
and I will sleep in peace
until you come to me