Luyện nghe bài hát The Mountains O'Mourne

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Oh, Mary, this London's a sight
With here working by day and by night
They sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat
But there's gangs of 'em for gold in the street

At least I asked them, that's what I was told
So I just took a at this diggin' for gold
But for all I've found there, I might as well be
In the place the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea

I believe that writin' a wish you expressed
As to how the ladies in London were dressed
But if believe me, when asked to a ball
They don't wear no tops to their at all

Oh, seen them myself and you could not in truth
Tell it if they were bound for a or a bath
Don't be them fashions now, Mary McRee
In the place where the dark sweeps down to the sea

There's beautiful girls here, oh, never you
Beautiful shapes, nature never
Lovely complexions of roses and
But let me remark regard to the same

That if at those you venture to sit
The colors might all away on your lip
So I'll wait for the wild rose waitin' for me
In the place where the Mourne sweeps down to the sea

You remember Danny McClaren, of course
But over here with the rest of the force
I saw him one day as he on the strand
Stopped all the with a wave of his hand

As we were talking of that are gone
The whole town of London there to look on
But for all his great powers, he's wishful me
To be back the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea