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

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