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Hi,
we're Celtic Woman,
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and this is Danny Boy,
on 1 Mic, I Take
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O, Danny boy the pipes,
the pipes are calling
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From glen to glen,
and down the mountainside
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The summer's gone,
and all the roses falling
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It's you, it's you must go
and I must bide
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But come ye back,
when summer's in the meadow
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Or when the valley's hushed
and white with snow
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'Tis I'll be here
in sunshine or in shadow
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O Danny boy,
o Danny boy I love you so
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When winter's come
and all the flow'rs are dying
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And I am dead,
as dead I well may be
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You'll come and find
the place where I am lying
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And kneel and say
an "Ave" there for me
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And I shall hear,
though soft you tread above me
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And o'er my grave
will warmer, sweeter be
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For you will bend
and tell me that you love me
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And I shall sleep in peace
until you come to me