[G7]Oh Danny [C]boy, the pipes, the pipes are [F]calling
From glen to [C]glen, and down the[Ami] mountain [D7]side[G7]
The summer's [C]gone, and all [C7]leaves are [F]falling
[G7]'Tis you, 'tis [C]you must [G7]go and I must [C]bide.
[G7]But come ye [C]back when [F]summer's [G7]in the [C]meadow
[G7]And when the [C]valley's [F]hushed | and[A7] white with [D7]snow
[G7]And I'll be [C]here in [F]sunshine or in [C]sha[Ami7]dow[F]
Oh [G7]Danny [C]boy, oh Danny [G7]boy, I love you [C]so.

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