Текст песни mclean don - mountians o mourne | guitar chord и Mp3
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----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------------This file is the author`s own work and represents their interpretation of thesong. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.-----------------------------------------------------------------------------Date: Sat, 14 Mar 1998 12:41:54 -0700From: Collins Crapo Subject: CRD: /m/mclean_don/mountains_o_mourne.crdMOUNTAINS O`MOURNEsongwriting credits unavailableperformed by Don McLeantab transcribed by Collins Crapo Time: 3/4G C AmOh, Mary, this London`s a wonderful sight D7 GWith people here working by day and by night C AmThey don`t sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat D7 GBut there`s gangs of them diggin` for gold in the street D7 G EmAt least when I asked them, that`s what I was told G Em Am D7So I just took a hand at this diggin` for gold G C AmBut for all that I`ve found there, I might as well be D7 GIn the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the seaVerse 2:I believe that when writin` a wish you expressedAs to how the fine ladies of London were dressedBut if you`ll believe me, when asked to a ballThey don`t wear no tops to their dresses at allOh, I`ve seen them myself and you could not in truthTell if they were bound for a ball or a bathDon`t be startin` them fashions now, Mary McRee,In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the seaVerse 3:There`s beautiful girls here, oh, never you mindBeautiful shapes Nature never designedLovely complexions of roses and creamBut let me remark with regard to the sameThat if at those roses you venture to sitThe colors might all come away on your lipSo I`ll wait for the wild rose that`s waitin` for meIn the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the seaVerse 4:You remember young Diddy McClaren, of courseBut he`s over here with the rest of the forceI saw him one day as he stood on the strandStopped all the traffic with a wave of his handAs we were talking of days that are goneThe whole town of London stood there to look onBut for all his great powers, he`s wishful like meTo be back where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea--------------604CD8AFE8824D5487258028--