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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 flowers are dying
'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.
And if you come, when all the
flowers are dying
And 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, tho' soft you tread above me
And all my dreams
will warm and sweeter be
If you'll not fail to tell me that you love
me
I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me.
I'll simply sleep
in peace until you come to me.
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