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 flowers are dying. 'tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide..
Melody - Arthur Colahan. . Irish. If you ever go across the sea to Ireland,. it maybe at the closing of your day,. You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh,.
Ah Danny boy, the pipes,. the pipes are calling. From glen to glen,. and down the mountain side. . The summer's gone,. and all the flowers are falling.
If you ever go across the sea to Ireland,. Then maybe at the closing of your day,. You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh. And see the sun go down on Galway Bay..
If you ever go across the sea to Ireland. Then maybe at the closing of your day. You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh. And see the sun go down on Galway Bay.
If you ever go across the sea to Ireland. Then maybe at the closing of the day. You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh. And see the sun go down on Galway Bay.
If you ever go across the sea to Ireland. Then maybe at the closing of your day. You will sit and watch the moon rise over Claddagh. And see the sun go down on Galway Bay.