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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 flowers are dying
It's you, it's you must go
And I must bide
But coming back
when summer's in the meadow
And when the valley's hushed
and white with snow
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
It's you, it's you must go
And I must bide
But coming back
when summer's in the meadow
And when the valley's hushed
and white with snow
Yes I'll be here
in sunshine or in shadow
Danny boy oh Danny boy
I love you so
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