‘Tis you, ‘tis 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,
For I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow.
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so.
‘Tis you, ‘tis 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,
For I’ll be here in sunshine or in shadow.
Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so.