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

 Oh Mary this London's a  sight
 With people here workin' by day and  night
 They don't  potatoes, nor barley, nor wheat
 But there's gangs of them diggin' for  in the street
 At least when I  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 the place where the dark Mourne  down to the sea.
 
 
 
  beautiful girls here, Oh never you mind
 Beautiful shapes nature never 
  complexions of roses and cream
 But let me remark with regard to  same
 That if at that those roses you venture  sip
 The colours might all come away on your 
 So I'll wait for the  rose that's waitin' for me
 In the place where the dark Mourne sweep down  the sea.
 
 
 
 
 You remember young  Mc Clarin of course
 Well sure, now, he's round here with the  of the force
 I saw him one  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  stood there to look on
 But for all his great  he's wishful like me
 To be back where the dark Mourne sweep down to  sea
 
 But for all his great powers he's  like me
 To  back where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea