🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Mountains Of Mourne - Celtic Thunder

 Oh Mary this London's a wonderful 
 With people here workin' by day  by night
 They  sow potatoes, nor barley, nor wheat
 But there's gangs of them diggin' for  in the street
 At least  I asked them that's what I was told
 So I just took a  at this diggin' for gold
  for all that I found there I might as well be
 In  place where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea.
 
 
 
 There's beautiful girls here, Oh  you mind
 Beautiful shapes  never designed
  complexions of roses and cream
  let me remark with regard to the same
 That if at that those roses you venture  sip
 The colours might all come  on your lips
 So  wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me
  the place where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea.
 
 
 
 
 You remember young Davey Mc Clarin  course
 Well sure, now, he's  here with the rest of the force
 I saw him one day as I was  the strand
 And he stopped the whole street with a wave of  hand
 And as we stood talkin’ of days that are 
 The whole town of London stood there to  on
  for all his great powers he's wishful like me
 To be back where the dark Mourne sweep down  the sea
 
 But for all his great powers he's  like me
 To be back where the dark Mourne sweep  to the sea