the bachelors
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 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  'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow   Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so  But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying  If I am dead, as dead I well may be  Ye'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 shall warmer, sweeter be   For you shall bend and tell me that you love me  And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me