11.Danny Boy
O Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
From glen to glen, and down the mountian side
The summer's gone and all the roses falling
It's you, it's you must go and I must bye.
But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushead and white with snow
Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny Boy, Oh Danny Boy, I love you so
But when ye come, and all the flow'rs are dying
If I am dead as dead I well may be
Ye'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an Ave there for me.
And I shall hear soft you tread above me
And all 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.
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