Oh, Danny boy. The pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen. And down the mountainside. . The summer's gone. And all the roses falling. It's you, it's you must go.
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..
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..
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..
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..