4 acessos
Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling, from glen to glen and down the mountains side.
The summer´s gone and all the leafs are falling, it´s you, it´s you, must go and i must hide.
But come me back, when Summer´s in the meadows, oh, when the valleys hushred and white with snow.
And i´ll be there in sunshine or in shadows.
Oh, Danny boy, oh Danny boy, i love you so.