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Though with joy I should be reeling
That at last you came my way,
There's no further use concealing
That I'm feeling far from gay,
For the rare allure about you
Makes me all the plainer see
How inane, how vain, how empty life without you would be.

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 roses falling,
It's you, it's 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,
It's I'll be here in sunshine or in shadow,

in the night,
though we're apart,
there's a ghost of you within my haunted heart
ghost of you, my great romance
lips that laugh, eyes that dance

haunted heart
won't let me be

in her own sweet world
populated by dolls and clowns
and a prince and a big purple bear
lives my favorite girl
unaware of the worried frowns
that we weary grown-ups all wear

in the sun she dances to silent music

When in Spain, for reasons I don't explain,
I remain enjoying a brew,
Don't deplore my fondness for Fundador
You know how a Fundador can lead to a few
And baby when in Rome, I do as the Romans do.

If per chance I'm saying farewell to France,
And romance drops in from the blue;

A sailboat in the moonlight
And you
Wouldn't that be heaven
A heaven just for two
A soft breeze on a june night and you
What a perfect setting
For letting dreams come true