Oh Jimmy boy the pipes the pipes are calling

From glen to glen and down the mountain side

The summer's gone and all the flowers dying

'Tis you 'tis 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

'Tis I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow

Oh Jimmy boy oh Jimmy boy I love you so

But when ye come and all the roses falling

And I am dead as dead I well may be

Go out and find the place where I am lying

And kneel and say an ave there for me

And I will hear tho' soft you tread above me

And then my grave will warm and sweeter be

For you shall bend and tell me that you love me

And I will sleep in peace until you come to me