Harry Belafonte Danny Boy Lyrics

A time, a time of strife
The place, the place is Ireland This Irish legend had it
And the last rose of summer fell and all the young men of
Ireland Were together to stake a blow
For Ireland’s freedom and Ireland’s liberty
There' songs for those who stayed at home and songs for
those who went away and all o'er Ireland were sad

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 And when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I miss you so.

But if you fall, as all the flowers are dying
And you are dead, as dead you well may be
I'll come and find the place where you are lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.

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