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 come you back when summer's in the meadow
Or when the valley's hushed and white with snow
'tis I'll be there in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so.

And if you come, when all the flowers are dying
And I am dead, as dead I well may be
You'll come and find the place where I am lying
And kneel and say an "Ave" there for me.
And I shall hear, tho' soft you tread above me
And all my dreams will warm and sweeter be
If you'll not fail to tell me that you love me
I simply sleep in peace until you come to me.

I met my love by the gas works wall
Dreamed a dream by the old canal
I kissed a girl by the factory wall
Dirty old town dirty old town

Clouds a drifting across the moon
Cats a prowling on their beat
Spring's a girl in the street at night
Dirty old town dirty old town

Heard a si- ren from the docks
Saw a train set the night on fire
Smelled the spring in the smokey wind
Dirty old town dirty old town

I'm going to make a good sharp axe
Shining steel tempered in the fire
Will chop you down like an old dead tree
Dirty old town dirty old town
Dirty old town dirty old town

'Way, hay, an' up she ris-es!
'Way, hay, an' up she ris-es!
'Way, hay, an' up she ris-es!
Ear-lye in the morn-in'!
What shall we do wi' a drunk-en sail-or?
What shall we do wi' a drunk-en sail-or?
What shall we do wi' a drunk-en sail-or?
Ear-lye in the morn-in'!

Put him in the long-boat, till he gets sober.
Put him in the long-boat, till he gets sober.
Put him in the long-boat, till he gets sober.
Ear-lye in the morn-in'!

Put him in bed with the Captains daughter!
Put him in bed with the Captains daughter!
Put him in bed with the Captains daughter!
Ear-lye in the morn-in'!

Shave his belly with a rusty razor!
Shave his belly with a rusty razor!
Shave his belly with a rusty razor!
Ear-lye in the morn-in'!

Tie 'im to an anchor an' heave him over!
Tie 'im to an anchor an' heave him over
Tie 'im to an anchor an' heave him over!
Ear-lye in the morn-in'!

*Over 30 verses are know to exist for this song....

Off went the king and Donald MacGillavry!
Donald's gane up the hill hard and hungry
Donald comes down the hill wild and angry
Donald will clear the gouk's nest cleverly (gouk - cuckoo)
Here's tae the king and Donald Macgillavry
Come like a weigh-bauk, Donald Macgillavry (weigh-bauk - scales)
Come like a weigh-bauk, Donald Macgillavry
Balance them fair, and balance them cleverly
Off wi' the counterfeit, Donald Macgillavry

Donald's run o'er the hill but his tether, man
As he were wud, or stang'd wi' an ether, man (wud - mad)
When he comes back, there's some will look merrily
Here's tae King James and Donald Macgillavry
Come like a weaver, Donald Macgillavry
Come like a weaver, Donald Macgillavry
Pack on your back, an elwand sae cleverly (elwand - measuring rod)
Gie them full measure, my Donald Macgillavry

Donald has foughten wi' reif and roguery (reif - banditry)
Donald has dinner'd wi' banes and beggery
Better it were for Whigs and Whiggery
Meeting the devil than Donald Macgillavry
Come like a tailor, Donald Macgillavry
Come like a tailor, Donald Macgillavry
Push about, in and out, thimble them cleverly
Here's tae King James and Donald Macgillavry

Donald was mumpit wi' mirds and mockery (mumpit wi' mirds - lulled with flattery)
Donald was blindid wi' blads o' property (blads - large portions)
Arles ran high, but makings war naething, man (arles - thrashing)
Lord, how Donald is flyting and fretting, man (flyting - scolding)
Come like the devil, Donald Macgillavry
Come like the devil, Donald Macgillavry
Skelp them an' scaud them that prov'd sae unbritherly (scaud - chastise)
Up wi' King James and Donald Macgillavry

(Note: song probably belongs to the rebellion of 1715, though McGillavrys were involved in the 1745 too)