Lyrics of Danny boy

Bing crosby/john scott trotter orchestra

Written by: frederic e. weatherly

Oh, danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountainside;
The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,
It's you, it's 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;
It's i'll be here in sunshine or in shadow;
Oh, danny boy, oh, danny boy, i love you so.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow;
It's i'll be here in sunshine or in shadow;
Oh, danny boy, oh, danny boy, i love you so.