Lyrics:
The Chieftain

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 falling 'T's you, 't

As I went out walking one fine summer morning The birds in the bushes did whistle and sing The lads and the lasses in couples were courtin' Going back

Never give all the heart For love will hardly seem worth thinking of To passionate women if it seems certain Never give all the heart For love will hardly

I was down the glen one Easter morn To a city fair rode I There armed lines of marching men In squadrons passed me by No pipe did hum No battle drum

Near to Banbridge Town, in the County DownOne morning in July,Down a boreen green came a sweet colleen,And she smiled as she passed me by;Oh, she looked

Deep in the hundred acre wood Where Christopher Robin plays You will find the enchanted neighbourhood Of Christopher's childhood days A donkey named

One two three four five six I know my love by his way of walking And I know my love by his way of talking And I know my love dressed in a suit of blue

Kind friends and companions, come join me in rhyme Come lift up your voices in chorus with mine Come lift up your voices, all grief to refrain For we

Translation: The Chieftains. Be On Yo Way.