Danny Boy
Connie Francis Lyrics


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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 must go and I must bide.

But come ye back when summer's in the meadow,
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow,
It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow,
Oh, Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so!

But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying,
If I am dead, as dead I well 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 hear, though soft you tread above me,
And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be,




For you will bend and tell me that you love me,
And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!

Overall Meaning

The song "Danny Boy" is a poignant and heart-wrenching ode to a lover who must part ways due to circumstances beyond their control. It speaks of the deep love that two people share and the hope that they will be reunited despite the distance that separates them. The first stanza of the song speaks of the pipes calling Danny Boy, urging him to leave his beloved and go on a journey that will take him far from her. The second stanza conveys the singer's yearning for Danny Boy's return, inviting him to come back to her when summer is in the meadow, or when the valley is hushed and white with snow. She promises to be there for him, no matter what, in sunshine or shadow, and declares her love for him.


In the third stanza, the singer realizes that death may come to her before Danny Boy's return, yet she still holds on to the hope that he will visit her grave and say a prayer for her. The final stanza of the song is the most touching as it speaks of the peace that will come to the singer when Danny Boy eventually joins her in death. She believes that his love will keep her warm and that she will be able to rest until the end of time. The lyrics are so moving that they have become a national symbol in Ireland, a song that is synonymous with the country's beauty and sorrow.


Line by Line Meaning

Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling
Danny, beloved friend, can you hear the sound of the traditional Irish pipes calling us to a different place?


From glen to glen, and down the mountain side.
The sound echoes through the valleys and across the slopes of the surrounding hills.


The summer's gone, and all the roses falling,
It is the end of the warm season, and the flowers are fading away.


It's you, it's you must go and I must bide.
My dear Danny, you must leave me to go on your own journey, while I stay behind.


But come ye back when summer's in the meadow,
When the meadow is green and the sun is shining bright, come back to me.


Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow,
Even when everything is still and covered in snow, come back to me.


It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow,
No matter what happens, I will be waiting here for you.


Oh, Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so!
Danny, I love you with all my heart and soul.


But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying,
When you return, and the flowers are dead and gone,


If I am dead, as dead I well may be,
In case I have passed away, as it is highly possible,


You'll come and find the place where I am lying,
You will search and find the exact location of my resting place.


And kneel and say an Ave there for me.
And you will kneel and pray for me in that spot.


And I shall hear, though soft you tread above me,
Even though you walk gently above my grave, I will be able to hear you.


And all my grave will warmer, sweeter be,
The warmth and sweetness of your love will shine upon my burial spot.


For you will bend and tell me that you love me,
You will bend down and express your love for me.


And I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!
And I will rest in peace until the day you arrive.




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Written by: Frederick E. Weatherly

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Comments from YouTube:

William Dane

When I want to hear this song, this is the recording I always turn to. Thanks for posting it Kevin.

Kevin Harkin

Will, this was my father's favorite song. My father loved Irish music. His dad, my grandfather, came from Donegal Ireland. All my grandparents came from Europe. I'm only 2nd generation American. Danny Boy is a beautiful song and Connie's version nis outstanding.

Ciro Brio

La più brava grande Concetta

CHARLES PUPPI

Thanks Kevin