[ti:The Mountains Of Mourne] [ar:Charlie Landsborough] [al:The Storyteller Collector's Items] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Mountains of Mourne - Charlie Landsborough [00:22.49]Dear Mary this London's a wonderful sight [00:30.19]Oh [00:30.44]There's people here workin' by day and by night [00:38.39]They don't plant potatoes nor barley or wheat [00:45.85]But there's gangs of them diggin' for gold in the street [00:53.98]At least when I asked them that's what I was told [01:01.70]So I just took a hand at this diggin' for gold [01:11.50]But for all that I found there I might as well be [01:19.16]Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea [01:32.86]I believe that in writin' a wish you expressed [01:40.61]As to how the fine ladies in London are dressed [01:48.85]Well if you'll believe me when asked to a ball [01:56.40]Oh [01:56.65]They don't wear no tops to their dresses at all [02:04.39]Oh I've seen them myself and you could not in truth [02:12.10]Say if they were bound for a ball or a bath [02:21.77]Don't go startin' those fashions now Mary McCree [02:29.50]Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea [02:37.35]Oh [02:37.56]There's beautiful ladies now never you mind [02:46.45]Loveliest shapes nature never designed [02:54.11]Lovely complexions of roses and cream [03:01.87]But let me remark with regard to the same [03:08.95]For if that those roses you venture to sip [03:16.78]The color would all come away on your lip [03:26.28]So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me [03:34.07]In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea [03:48.03]You remember young Danny McClearin of course [03:55.90]Well he's over here with the rest of the force [04:03.71]I saw him today while I was walking the strand [04:11.39]And he stopped all the traffic with a wave of his hand [04:19.42]And as we stood talking of days that had gone [04:27.26]The whole town of London stood there to look on [04:36.89]But for all his great power he's wishful like me [04:44.64]To be back where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea [04:52.53]Where the mountains of mourne sweep down to the sea