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
sunshine or in shadow Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy, I love you so. But when he come, and all the flowers are dying If I am dead, as dead I well may be
of the tune, O she sighed and she said O Johnny, lovely Johnny, Would you leave me O when I was a young man, I heard my father say That he'd rather see me dead
baguet-tas in their neck-lace Ghetto wasn't so mellow at this time Rewind and you'll find the year was '85.... We was dead broke, me and my brother and
meadows And for being a thing it goes bump in the night Take it to the end dead take it to the end Take it to the end dead take it to the end Take it
greater innovater of the mind scheme but my style is like the visine: it gets your eyes opening. this raggedy andy gets dandy like a lion in the meadow
the distance meadows of mists Where minds being enshrouded in complete night The fading of love, life and light Wandering an endeless journey Dead within
the neighborhood and someone's got to bring home the bacon and anyway there were Brigid and Billy playing. And under the stair case was a little meadow
the meadow good people make it deep in that cold cold ground then gather around all you kind friends and see this poor rounder go down and when I'm dead
on the meadows While you run the field I'm alone for you And I cry The sweat, look at it Optical promise Heh, heh, heh You'll be dead and in hell before
gonna get away I say I said maybe Blooming in the meadow Think I'm leaving...and that's why I'm going out of my head I wish I was dead... I'm feeling
in sunshine or in shadow Oh Danny boy, oh Danny boy I love you so But if he come and all the roses dying And I am dead, as dead I well may be He'll
dies away from earth White fog above the meadows is the border behind my eyes Let me know that your downfall is my birth Gray light shines through dead
on my way from Salem I lit a fire The magical brimstone sparks ashes from the hazel wood Dancing with the banshee, fire rose up to the sky The dead
or in shadow; Oh, Danny Boy, oh, Danny Boy, I love you so. But when ye come, and all the flowers are dying, If I am dead, as dead I well may be, Ye'
The end The songwriter's dead, the blade fell upon him Taking him to the white land of Empathica Of innocence, Empathica, innocence The dreamer and the
you died in How we prayed for you to come on home My soldier, my dead prince Ribbons and leaves and time in a tin Behind the wall in the kitchen Meadows
Sit on the toaster like a rock No need to worry about a shock All of the microwaves are dead Just like the salamander said The refrigerators house the