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

  Mary this London's a wonderful sight
 With people  workin' by day and by night
 They don't sow potatoes,  barley, nor wheat
 But there's gangs  them diggin' for gold in the street
 At least when I asked them that's what I was 
 So  just took a hand at this diggin' for gold
 But for all that I  there I might as well be
 In the place where  dark Mourne sweep down to the sea.
 
 
 
 There's beautiful girls here, Oh never  mind
  shapes nature never designed
 lovely complexions of roses and 
 But let me remark  regard to the same
 That if at that those roses you venture to 
 The colours might all come  on your lips
 So I'll wait for the wild rose  waitin' for me
  the place where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea.
 
 
 
 
 You remember  Davey Mc Clarin of course
 Well sure, now, he's round here with the  of the force
 I saw him one day as I  crossin’ the strand
 And  stopped the whole street with a wave of his hand
 And  we stood talkin’ of days that are gone
 The whole town of  stood there to look on
 But for all his great powers he's  like me
  be back where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea
 
 But for  his great powers he's wishful like me
 To be back where the dark Mourne  down to the sea