DANNY BOY

claddagh_ring 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 pining,
It's you, it's you must go and I must bide.

But come you back when sunshine's in the meadow,
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow,
It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow,
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy I love you so.


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