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

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