Danny Boy

The valley is hushed
The flowers are all dying
The meadow is white
With a winter's snow
'Lone as I stand
At the place where Danny's lying
I say a silent prayer
Somehow I know
He hears me there
So soft I tread above him
For now he sleeps in peace
We hear Danny's voice no more

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 flowers are dying
Tis you, tis you must go and I must bide
And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me
And all my dreams will warmer, sweeter be
And you will bend and tell me that you love me
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me