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  Mary this London's a wonderful sight
 With people here  by day and by night
 They don't sow potatoes, nor barley, nor 
 But there's gangs  them diggin' for gold in the street
 At least when I asked them that's what I  told
 So I just took a hand at this diggin'  gold
 But for all  I found there I might as well be
 In the  where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea.
 
 
 
 There's beautiful girls here, Oh  you mind
 Beautiful  nature never designed
 lovely complexions of  and cream
 But  me remark with 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  waitin' for me
 In the place where the dark Mourne sweep  to the sea.
 
 
 
 
 You remember young Davey Mc Clarin of 
 Well sure, now, he's  here with the rest of the force
 I saw  one day as I was crossin’ the strand
 And he stopped the whole street with a wave of his 
 And as we stood  of days that are gone
 The whole  of London stood there to look on
  for all his great powers he's wishful like me
 To be back where the dark Mourne sweep down  the sea
 
 But for all  great powers he's wishful like me
 To  back where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea