ฟังเพลงMountains Of Mourne

Mountains Of Mourne - The Wild Rover

Oh Mary this London's a wonderful sight

With people here working by day and by night

They don't sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat

But there's gangs of them diggin' for gold in the street

At least when I asked them that's what I was told

So I just took a hand at this diggin' for gold;

But for all that I've found there I might as well be

Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea

I believe that when writin' a wish you expressed

As to how the fine lAdies of London are dressed

Well if you believe me when asked to a ball

They don't wear no tops to their dresses at all

Oh I've seen them myself and you could not in thrath

Say if they were bound for a ball or a bath

Don't be startin' them fashions now Mary Machree

Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea

I've seen England's king from the top of a bus

And I've never known him but he means to know us

And tho' by the Saxon we once were oppressed

Still I cheered God forgive me I cheered with the rest

And now that he's visited Erin's green shore

We'll be much better friends than we've been heretofore

When we've got all we want we're as quiet as can be

Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea

There's beautiful girls here Oh never you mind

With beautiful shapes nature never designed

And lovely complexions all roses and cream

But O'Loughlin remarked with regard to the same

That if at those roses you venture to sip

The colors might all come away on your lip

So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me

Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea

Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea