X:1
T:Drimoleague Fair
M:C
L:1/8
R:Air
N:”Moderate”
S:O'Neill – Music of Ireland (1903), No. 316
Z:AK/Fiddler's Companion
K:G
F GA|B3 A BedB|AG E2 zG Bc|d3 e dBGB|A4 zF GA|B3A BedB|
AGED EFGA|B3c BAGA|G4 z||d ef|g3f fedB|dB G2z d ef|g3f fedB|
A4 zd dd|b3a ageg|dB G2z F GA|BedB AGEF|(G4 G)||

X: 2
T:Danny Boy
T:Londonderry Air
T:Young Man's Dream, The
R:Air
C:Trad.
O:Ireland
M:4/4
L:1/8
Q:1/8=180
K:C
B,CD|"C"E3D EAGE|"F"DCA,2 z CEF|"C"G3A GE"Am"CE|"D7"D4 "G7"z B,CD|
"C"E3D EA"C7"GE|"F"DCA,2 "G7"z B,CD|"C"E3F "G7"EDCD|"C"C4 "G7"z GAB|
"C"c3B "F"BA"G7"GA|"C"GEC2 "G7"z GAB|"C"c3B "F"BA"A7"GE|"D7"D4 "G7"z GGG|
"C"e3d "F"dcAc|"C"GE"Am7"C2 "F"z B,"G7"CD|"C"EAGE "G7"DCA,B,|"C"C4|]

X: 3
T:Danny Boy
C:anon., words: Fred E. Weatherly
O:Ireland
Z:Transcribed by Frank Nordberg - http://www.musicaviva.com
M:4/4
L:1/8
Q:1/4=96
K:C
B,CD|"C"E3D  EAGE|"F"DCA,2 z CEF|
w:Oh, Dann-y Boy, the pipes, the pipes are call-*ing, From glen to
"C"G3A  GE"Am"CE|"D7"D4 "G7"z B,CD|
w:glen and down the moun-tain side. The sum-mer's
"C"E3D  EA"C7"GE|"F"DCA,2 "G7"z B,CD|
w:gone and all the leaves are fall-*ing, 'Tis you, 'tis
"C"E3F  "G7"EDCD|"C"C4 "G7"z GAB|
w:you must go and I must bide. But come ye
"C"c3B  "F"BA"G7"GA|"C"GEC2 "G7"z GAB|
w:back, when sum-mer's in the mead-*ow, and all the
"C"c3B  "F"BA"A7"GE|"D7"D4 "G7"z GGG|
w:val-ley's hushed and white with snow. And I'll be
"C"e3d  "F"dcAc|"C"GE"Am7"C2 "F"z B,"G7"CD|
w:here in sun-shine or in sha-*dow, Oh, Dann-y
"C"EAGE  "G7"DCA,B,|"C"C4|]
w:Boy, Oh, Dann-y Boy, I love you so!
W:
W:Oh, Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling,
W:From glen to glen and down the mountain side.
W:The summer's gone and all the leaves are falling,
W:'Tis you, 'tis you must go and I must bide.
W:  But come ye back, when summer's in the meadow,
W:  and all the valley's hushed and white with snow.
W:  And I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow,
W:  Oh, Danny Boy, oh, Danny Boy, I love you so!
W:
W:But when ye come, and all the flow'rs are dying
W:and I am dead, as dead I well may be,
W:Ye'll come and find the place where I am lying,
W:and kneel and say an Ave there for me;
W:  And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread a bove me,
W:  and all my grave will warmer, sweeter be,
W:  for you will bend, and tell me that you love me,
W:  and I shall sleep in peace until you come to me!
W:  Oh, Danny Boy, oh Danny Boy, I love you so!


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