Danny Boy (One of a Kind!)

Verse 1

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,_

It's you, it's 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,_

It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow,_

Oh, Danny Boy, oh, Danny Boy I love you so!_

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