Danny Boy
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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 Cause I'll be here in sunshine, or in shadow Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so
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