Mountains Of Mourne

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[Intro 1]
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[Verse 1]
Oh, [G]Mary,
this [Bm]London's [G]a won[C]derful sight
[Am]With [D]people here working
by [C]day and by [G]night
They don't sow [Bm]potatoes,
[C]nor barley, nor wheat
But [Am]there's gangs [D]of them
digging for [C]gold in the [G]street
At [D]least when I asked them
[G]that's what I was told
So I just took a [E]hand at
[A]this diggin' for [D]gold
But [G]for all that I [B]found there
[C]I might as w[A]ell be
[D]Where the Mountains of Mourne
sweep [C]down to the sea
[G]

[Verse 2]
[D]I belie[G]ve that when wri[Bm]tin'
a [C]wish you expressed
As [Am]to how the fine l[D]adies in
[C]London were [G]dressed
Well, if you'll believe me,
when [C]asked to a ball
[Am]Faith they don't [A]wear a [D]top to
their [C]dresses at [G]all[D]
Oh, I've seen them meself an
[G]d you could not in trath
Say if they were [E]bound
[A]for a ball or a [D]bath
Don't [G]be startin' [B]them fashions now,
Mary Macree
Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep
[C]down to the sea
I've seen England's King from the top of a bus
I never knew him,

[Verse 3]
[A]though he
means to know us
And tho' by the Saxon
we once were oppressed
Still I cheered,
God forgive me, I [D]cheered with the rest
And now that he's visited Erin's
green shore
We'll be much better friends than we've been
heretofore
When we've got all [C]we want we're as
quiet as can be
Where the Mountains of Mourne sweep
down to the [G]sea

[Verse 4]
[G]You remember [Bm]young Peter [C]O'Loughlin,
of course
Well, [Am]now [D]he is here at
[C]the head of [G]the force
I met him [Bm]today,
[G]I w[C]as crossing the Strand
And [Am]he stopped the whole [D]street
with wan [C]wave of his [G]hand
[D]And there we stood talkin'
of [G]days that are gone
While the whole [E]population
[A]of London looked [D]on
But [G]for all these [B]great powers
[C]he's wishful like [A]me
To [D]be back where the dark Mourne [C]sweeps
down [G]to the sea

[Interlude 1]
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[Verse 5]
There's [G]beautiful [Bm]girls here,
[G]oh,[C] never you mind
[Am]With beauti[D]ful shapes
[C]nature never de[G]signed
And lovely com[Bm]plex[G]ions a[C]ll
roses and cream
[Am]But O'Loughlin [A]remar[D]ked
with re[C]gard to the [G]same
"That [D]if at those roses [G]you
venture to sip
The colours might [E]all
come [A]away on your [D]lip
So [G]I'll wait for [B]the wild rose
[C]that's waitin' for [A]me
Where [D]the Mountains of Mourne
sweep [C]down to the [G]sea