Danny Boy

Danny Boy
Music by Rory Dhall O'Cahan (c.1600)
Lyric by Fred Weatherly (1913)
Arr. Glenn Weiser

Although this is undoubtedly the most celebrated of all Irish songs, it remains little known that the melody is from a 17th century harp composition. Some musicologists
consider this air the most perfect example of a folk melody in existence.

DANNY BOY
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 fallingIt'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.

But when you come, and all the flowers are dying
If I am dead, as dead I will may be
Ye'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.

And I shall hear those soft you tread above me
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be
For you'll be there and tell me that you love me
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me