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

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