Danny Boy
Danny Boy
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Description
Danny Boy was written in 1913 by Frederic Edward Weatherly, with music adapted from the Irish song Londonderry Air.
Elvis recorded Danny Boy on the night of February 5-6, 1976, at Graceland.

Lyrics:
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 dying
'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 dying
And I am dead, as dead I will may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an ave 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
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Views: 828
Uploaded: 1 year ago
Duration: 04:07
3 Likes, 0 Dislikes
Videos: 3
Subscribers: 30
Description
Danny Boy was written in 1913 by Frederic Edward Weatherly, with music adapted from the Irish song Londonderry Air.
Elvis recorded Danny Boy on the night of February 5-6, 1976, at Graceland.

Lyrics:
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 dying
'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 dying
And I am dead, as dead I will may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an ave 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
Category
Music
Tags
Bay1621-1