| A | A7 | D | Dm | |
| Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the | pipes are | calling |
| A | E | E7 | |
| >From glen to | glen and down the mountain | side |
| A | A7 | D | Dm | |
| The summer's | gone and | all the roses | falli | ng |
| A | E7 | A | |
| It's you, It's | you must | go and I must | bide |
| D | A | F#m | |
| But come ye back when | summer's in the | meadow |
| A | D | E | E7 | |
| Or when the | valley's hu | shed and white with | snow |
| A | D | A | F#m | |
| I'll be | here in | sunshine or in | shadow |
| A | E7 | A | |
| Oh Danny | Boy, oh Danny | Boy, I love you | so |
| A | A7 | D | Dm | |
| But if you come and | all the flowers are | dying |
| A | A7 | E7 | |
| And I am | dead, and | dead I well may be |
| A | A7 | D | Dm | |
| You'll come and | find the | place where I am | lying |
| A | E7 | A | |
| And kneel and | say an | Ave there for me |
| D | A | |
| And I will know tho' | soft you tread a | bove me |
| A | D | E | E7 | |
| And all my | grave will | richer sweeter | be |
| A | D | A | F#m | |
| And you'll bend | down and | tell me that you | love me |
| A | E7 | A | |
| And I will | rest in peace un | til you come to | me |
| A | E7 | A |