Oh, Danny Boy!

With St. Patrick's Day is just around the corner, we thought we'd be extra helpful and post the lyrics to the most popular (and not-really-Irish) St. Patrick's Day drinking song, Danny Boy:

Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling

From glen to glen, and down the mountainside.

The summer's gone, and all the roses falling.

'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,

For I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow.

Oh Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so.

But if you come, and all the flowers are dying

And if I'm dead, as dead I might well be.

Ye'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 o'er my grave shall warmer, sweeter be,

And if you bow and tell me that you love me,

Then I shall sleep in peace until you come to me.

To see why a bartender banned this song for the entire month of March, click here.