MOUNTAINS
OF MOURNE
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1. Oh, Mary, this London's a wonderful sight
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with
people here working by day and by night.
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They don't sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat,
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but
there's gangs of them diggin' for gold in the street.
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At least when I asked them, that's what I was told,
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so I just took a hand at this diggin' for gold.
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But for
all that I've found there, I might as well be,
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in the
place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea.
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2. I
believe that when writin' a wish you expressed,
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as to how
the fine ladies in London were dressed.
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But
if you'll believe me, when asked to a ball,
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they don't wear no tops to their dresses at all.
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Oh, I've seen them myself and you could not in truth,
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tell if
they were bound for a ball or a bath.
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Don't be
startin' them fashions now, Mary McRee,
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in the
place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea.
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3. There's beautiful girls here, oh, never you
mind,
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beautiful shapes nature never designed.
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Lovely complexions of roses and cream,
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but let me
remark with regard to the same.
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That if at those roses you ventured to sip,
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the colors
might all come away on your lip.
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So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me,
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in the
place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea.
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4. You remember young Danny McClaren, of
course,
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but he's
over here with the rest of the force.
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I
saw him one day as he stood on the Strand,
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stopped
all the traffic with a wave of his hand.
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And as we were talking of days that
are gone,
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the whole
town of London stood there to look on.
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But for
all his great powers, he's wishful like me,
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to be back
where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea.
(Don McLean)