The Mountains of Mourne-The Irish Boys

[ti:The Mountains of Mourne] [ar:The Hobbit Boys] [al:A Hobbit's Life for Me] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Mountains of Mourne (蒙内之山) - The Irish Boys [00:11.55]Oh Mary this London's a wonderful sight [00:16.38] [00:16.91]With the people here are working by day and by night [00:21.79] [00:22.66]They don't sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat [00:27.39] [00:27.96]But there's gangs of them diggin' for gold in the street [00:32.87] [00:33.74]At least when I asked them [00:36.45]That's what I was told [00:38.34] [00:38.96]So I just took a hand at this diggin' for gold [00:44.50]But for all that I've found there I might as we'll be [00:49.50] [00:50.07]Where the mountains of mourne sweep down to the sea [00:55.56]I believe that when writin' a wish you expressed [01:00.39] [01:01.08]As to how the fine ladies of London were dressed [01:06.12] [01:06.84]Well if you'll believe me when asked to a ball [01:11.70] [01:12.26]They don't wear no top to their dresses at all [01:17.68]Oh I've seen them myself and you could not in truth [01:22.54] [01:23.27]Say that if they were bound for a ball or a bath [01:28.13] [01:28.69]Don't be startin' them fashions now Mary Mccree [01:33.76] [01:34.27]Where the mountains of mourne sweep down to the sea [01:40.21] [01:50.86]You remember young Peter Oloughlin of course [01:55.83] [01:56.43]Well now he is here at the head of the force [02:01.43] [02:02.13]I met him today I was crossing the Strand [02:07.37]And he stopped the [02:08.86]Whole street with one wave of his hand [02:12.55] [02:13.07]And there we stood talking of days that are gone [02:18.41]While the whole population of London looked on [02:23.91]But for all these great powers she's wishful like me [02:29.39]To be back where the dark mourne [02:32.21]Sweeps down to the sea [02:35.04]There's beautiful girls here oh never you mind [02:39.96] [02:40.55]With beautiful shapes nature never designed [02:45.60] [02:46.25]And lovely complexions all roses and cream [02:51.55]But Oloughlin remarked with regard to the same [02:56.69] [02:57.30]That if at those roses you venture to sip [03:02.12] [03:02.81]The colors might all come away on your lip [03:08.13]So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me [03:13.65]Where the mountains of [03:15.60]Mourne sweep down to the sea