Luyện nghe bài hát The Mountains of Mourne

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

You young peter o'loughlin, of course
Well, now he is here at the head of the
I met him today, I was the strand
And he stopped the street
With one of his hand
And there we stood talking of that are gone
While the whole population of london on
But for all these powers, he's wishful like me
To be back where dark mourne sweeps to the sea

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