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
'This you, 'this 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
'This I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so."