Hi, we're Celtic Woman,
and this is Danny Boy, on 1 Mic, I Take
O, 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
'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
O Danny boy, o Danny boy I love you so
When winter's come and all the flow'rs 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, though soft you tread above me
And o'er 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