(Ed. Note: Turn speakers on high.)
“Oh Danny boy, (*sniff*) the pipes, the pipes are calling…
From glen to glen, and down the mountain side (click here)
The summer’s gone, and all the flowers (*coughcough*) are dying…
‘Tis you, ’tis you must go and I must bide. (click here)
(louder now) But come ye back when summer’s in the meadow (neighbor: “Keep it down!”)
Or when (click here) the valley’s hushed and white with snoooowww!
‘Tis I’ll be here (*full sobs now*) in sunshine or in shadow
Oh Danny boy! Oh Danny boy (click here) I love you sooo. (click here)”
(Or you could just click play.)
