Conway Twitty

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
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bye.

Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and even down the mountain side
The summer's gone and all the roses falling
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bye.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valleys hushed and white with snow
And I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy I love you so.

Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and even down the mountain side
The summer's gone and all the roses falling
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bye.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valleys hushed and white with snow
And I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy I love you so
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy I love you so
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy I love you so

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