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Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling.
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From glen to glen and down the mountain side.
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The summer's gone, and all the flowers dying.
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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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It 's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow.
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Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so.
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And if you come, when all the flowers 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, tho` soft you tread above me
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And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
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If you`ll not fail to tell me that you love me
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I`ll simply sleep in peace until you come to me...
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Danny Boy/Carrickfergus
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The Choirboys |