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 don't sow potatoes nor barley nor
But there's gangs of 'em diggin' for in the street

At least when I asked them, what I was told
So I just took a hand at this for gold
But for all that 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 fine ladies in London were
But if you'll believe me, when asked to a
They don't wear no tops to dresses at all

Oh, I've seen them myself and you could not in
it if they were bound for a ball or a bath
Don't be startin' them fashions now, McRee
In the place the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea

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

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

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

As we were of days that are gone
The whole of London stood there to look on
But for all his great powers, wishful like me
To be back where the Mourne sweeps down to the sea