Mountains O'Mourne (Live In England)-Don McLean

[ti:Mountains Of Mourne] [ar:Don McLean] [al:FAVORITES AND RARITIES - THE VERY BEST OF] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Mountains O'Mourne (Live In England) - Don McLean [01:14.70]Oh Mary this London's a wonderful sight [01:20.63]With people here working [01:23.13]By day and by night [01:27.07]They don't sow potatoes [01:29.33]Nor barley nor wheat [01:32.87]But there's gangs of them [01:34.82]Diggin' for gold in the street [01:40.02]At least when I asked them [01:41.98]That's what I was told [01:45.30]So I just took a hand [01:48.03]At this diggin' for gold [01:51.95]But for all that I've found [01:54.47]There I might as well be [01:58.21]In the place where the dark mourne [02:01.37]Sweeps down to the sea [02:18.33]I believe that when writin' [02:21.10]A wish you expressed [02:24.03]As to how the fine ladies [02:26.83]In London were dressed [02:30.82]But if you'll believe me [02:33.54]When asked to a ball [02:37.36]They don't wear no tops [02:39.48]To their dresses at all [02:43.62]Oh I've seen them myself [02:46.23]And you could not in truth [02:49.33]Tell if they were bound [02:52.15]For a ball or a bath [02:56.09]Don't be startin' them [02:58.10]Fashions now Mary Mcree [03:02.28]In the place where the dark mourne [03:05.62]Sweeps down to the sea [03:09.44]There's beautiful girls here oh never you mind [03:15.39]Beautiful shapes nature never designed [03:21.61]Lovely complexions of roses and cream [03:27.69]But let me remark with regard to the same [03:35.35]That if at those roses you venture to sit [03:40.82]The colors might all come away on your lip [03:47.54]So I'll wait for the wild rose [03:50.64]That's waitin' for me [03:53.55]In the place where the dark mourne [03:57.17]Sweeps down to the sea [04:14.81]You remember young Diddy Mcclaren of course [04:20.80]But he's over here with the rest of the force [04:27.20]I saw him one day as he stood on the strand [04:33.61]Stopped all the traffic with a wave of his hand [04:40.90]As we were talking of days that are gone [04:46.87]The whole town of London stood there to look on [04:54.03]But for all his great powers he's wishful like me [05:00.58]To be back where the dark mourne [05:03.92]Sweeps down to the sea