DANNY BOY

DANNY BOY

Uno de los mejores interpretes fue ese excepcional cantor de nombre John Gary. 

	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
	'Tis you, 'tis you 
	must go and I must bye

	But come ye back 
	when summer's in the meadow
	Or when the valley's hushed 
	and white with snow

	And I'll be here 
	in sunshine or in shadow
	Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy 
	I love you so.

	But if he come 
	and all the roses falling
	And I am dead, 
	as dead I well may be

	He will come here 
	and find the place 
	where I am lying
	And kneel and say 
	a prayer there for me

	And I shall feel, 
	oh soft you tread above me
	And then my grave 
	will richer, sweeter be

	For you will bend 
	and tell me that you love me
	And I shall rest in peace 
	until you come to me