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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. It's you, it's you must go. And I must bide But come
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Oh, Danny Boy. The pipes, the pipes are callin'. From Glen to Glen. And down the mountain side The summer's gone. And all the roses fallin'. It's you, it's you. Must go and I must bide Oh
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say that love is the answer. But love never came my way I'm writing a letter. To someone I know. So if you should find it. And if you're alone Oh Danny. Yes, Danny is my name. Oh, oh, oh yes Oh
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. see mr danny boy. why did i leave you there. why did i leave you there. with your long black kitty and your funky hair. why did i leave you there. said baby. stop lovin by the rules. i heard the
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Bing Crosby/John Scott Trotter Orchestra. . Written by Frederic E. Weatherly. . . Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From glen to glen and down the mountainside;. The summer's
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Song Danny Boy - Tony Bennett. 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
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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 die must bide
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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. 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide. But come
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Song Danny Boy - Tony Bennett. 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
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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
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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 dying. 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bye But come ye back
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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
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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
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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 flowers are dying. 'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide. But
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Oh, Danny boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling. From Glen to Glen and down the mountain side. And the summer's gone, all the leaves are dying. It's you, it's you, must go and I must bide But come