Luyện nghe bài hát The Mountains of Mourne

Oh mary this london's a sight
With the people here by day and by night
They don't sow nor barley nor wheat
But there's gangs of them what I've been told
So I just ook a hand at this digging for
But all that I found I might as well be
Where the of mourne sweep down to the sea
I believe that when writing a you expressed
As to how the fine in london were dressed
Well if you'll me, when asked to a ball
They don't wear a top to their at all!
Oh I've seen myself, and you could not in truth,
Say if were bound for a ball or a bath
Don't be starting them fashions now, marry
Where the mountains of mourne sweep to the sea

You remember peter o'loughlin, of course
Well, now he is here at the of the force
I met him today, I was crossing the
And he stopped the street
one wave of his hand
And we stood talking of days that are gone
While the population of london looked on
But for all these great powers, he's like me
To be where dark mourne sweeps down to the sea

beautiful girls here - oh never you mind!
With beautiful shapes nature designed
And complexions, all roses and 'cream
But remarked with regard to the same:
"that if all roses you venture to sip,
The might all come away on your lip"
So I'll wait for the wild rose waiting for me
the mountains of mourne sweep down to the sea