@migu music@

Oh darling this London's a wonderful sight

With people here working by day and by night

They don't sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat

But there's gangs of them digging for gold in the streets

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

So I just took a hand at this digging for gold

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

Where the mountains of Mourne sweep down to the sea

You remember young peter o'loughlin of course

Well now he is here at the head of the force

I met him today I was crossing the strand

And he stopped the whole street with a 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 that I found here I wish I could be

Where the mountain of Mourne sweeps down to the sea