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 rose is dying
'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.
But come ye back when summer's in the valley
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.
Gramma always sang this for Danny ❤❤❤❤
Rest in the sweetest peace Clayton. You were always polite & quiet at work with a smile on your face & a good morning cheerfully said. Fly high & free Clayton Thoughts & prayers to Clayton's family & friends