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

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