Mountains Of Mourne Lyrics - Celtic Thunder - Celtic Thunder

Oh Mary this London's a wonderful sight 

With people here workin' 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 

And for all that I found there I might as well be 

In the place where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea. 

There's beautiful girls here, Oh never you mind 

Beautiful shapes nature never designed 

Lovely complexions of roses and cream 

But let me remark with regard to the same 

For if at that those roses you venture to sip 

The colours might all come away on your lips 

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

In the place where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea. 

You remember young Danny McClarin of course 

Well sure, now, he's round here with the rest of the force 

I saw him one day as I was crossin' the strand 

And he stopped the whole street with a wave of his hand 

And as we stood talkin' of days that are gone 

The whole town of London stood there to look on 

And for all his great powers he's wishful like me 

To be back where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea 

And for all his great powers he's wishful like me 

To be back where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea 

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