Folk Music

Danny Boy

Oh Dan- ny boy, the pipes, the pipes are call- ing,
From glen to glen, and down the mount- ain side,
The sum- mer's gone, and all the flowers are dy- ing,
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide,
But come ye back when sum- mer's in the mea- dow,
Or when the val- ley's hushed and white with snow,
'Tis I'll be here in sun- shine or in sha- dow,
Oh Dan- ny boy, oh Dan- ny boy, I love you so