Traditional: Danny Boy (Arr. Pacey)

Oh Danny boy
Oh Danny boy

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 falling
'Tis you, '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 (white with snow)
'Tis I'll be here in sunlight or in shadow (Oh Danny)
Oh, Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so! (Oh Danny boy)

But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying (flowers are dying)
If I am dead, as dead I well may be (well may be)
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an Ave there for me (there for me)
And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be (sweeter be)
For you will bend and tell me that you love me (I love you)
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!

Oh Danny boy
Oh Danny boy