The irish folk - Danny boy lyrics

O Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen and down the mountainside The summer's gone and all the flowers are dying Tis you, Tis you must go and I must bide But come yer back when summer's in the meadow Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow 'Tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow O Danny boy, O Danny boy, I love you so And if yer come and all the flowers are dyin' If I am dead, as dead I well may be You'll come and find the place where I am lying And kneel and say an Ave there for me; And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me And all my dreams will warm and sweetened be If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me