Danny Boy (feat. Emmet Cahill)

Our valley is high

The flowers are all dying

The meadow is white with a winter snow

Long as I stand at the place where Danny is lying

I say a silent prayer

Some how, I know

He is with her

So soft, I thread above him

For now, he sleeps in peace

We hear Danny's voice no more

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 flies are dying

Tis you, tis you must go and I must bide

And I shall hear the soft you thread above me

And all my grieve will water sweeter deep

For you and I, then tell me that you love me

And I will sleep in peace until you come to me