O 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 It's you, it's
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 dying. 'Tis you, '
's day. these are the traditional lyrics to the song, and are not accurate to chantal's version. ** Oh danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From
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
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 are falling '
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 are dying 'tis you
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 It's you it's you
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 It's you, it'
were fired in the darkest moments Niggas missed they targets, hit the homeless when the chrome spit Sacreligious, days of atonement Sing a praise wit a peace pipe
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 It's you, it'
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
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 are dying 'Tis you
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 are dying 'Tis you
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
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 It's you, it'
Ohh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling From glen to glen and down the mountainside The summer's gone and all the roses falling 'Tis you, 'tis
like a jar head New York, New York, New York, New York, New York New York, New York, New York, New York, New York With a first hello Who flipped the vocabulary? Shadow
Shots were fired in the darkest moments Niggas missed they targets, hit the homeless when the chrome spit Sacreligious, days of atonement Sing a praise wit a peace pipe
