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

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