歌曲名 The Mountains Of Mourne

歌手名 Brendan O'Dowda/Philip Green & His Orchestra

作词：Percy French/Collisson

作曲：Percy French/Collisson

Oh Mary this London's a wonderful sight

With the people here workin' by day and by night

They don't sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat

But there's gangs of them diggin' for gold in the street

At least when I asked them that's what I was told

So I just took a hand at this diggin' for gold

But for all that I found there I might as well be

Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea

There's beautiful girls here but I never mind

With beautiful shapes nature never designed

And lovely complexions all roses and cream

But O'Loughlin remarked with regard to the same

That if at those roses you venture to sip

Should the colors would all come away on your lip

So I'll wait for the my wild rose that's waitin' for me

Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea

You remember young Peter O'Loughlin of course

Well he is over here now at the head of the force

I met him today I was crossing the Strand

And he stopped the whole street with one wave of his hand

And there we stood talking of days that are gone

While the whole population of London looked on

But for all these great powers he's wishful like me

To be back where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea