I dream of Jeannie with the light brown hair
Floating like a vapor on the summer air
I hear her melodies like days gone by
Sighing around my heart o'er the fond hopes that die
Sighing like the night wind and sobbing like the rain
Wailing for her lost love that comes not again
I dream of Jeannie and my heart bows low
Nevermore to find her where the deep waters flow
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 there in sunshine or in shadow;
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so
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 there in sunshine or in shadow;
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so
