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

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