| Danny Boy |
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| 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 |
| But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow |
| Or when the valleys hushed and white with snow |
| Yes I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadows |
| Oh Danny Boy oh Danny Boy I love you so |
| Yes come ye back when summer’s in the meadow… |
