Words & music: unknown      ** during her concert in hamilton, on, chantal performed this old irish tune in honor of st. patrick'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 glen to glen, and down the mountain side   The summer's gone, and all the flowers are dying   'tis you, 'tis 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   'tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow   Oh danny boy, oh danny boy, I love you so      And if you come, when all the flowers are dying   And 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, tho' soft you tread above me   And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be   If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me   I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me      I'll simply sleep in peace until you come to me