Luyện nghe bài hát The Mountains O'Mourne

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Oh, Mary, this London's a wonderful
With here working by day and by night
They don't sow potatoes nor nor wheat
But there's gangs of 'em for gold in the street

At least I asked them, that's what I was told
So I just took a hand at this diggin' for
But for all that I've found there, I as well be
In the place the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea

I believe that when writin' a you expressed
As to how the ladies in London were dressed
But if you'll believe me, when to a ball
They wear no tops to their dresses at all

Oh, I've seen them myself and you could not in
Tell it if they bound for a ball or a bath
Don't be them fashions now, Mary McRee
In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps to the sea

There's beautiful girls here, oh, never you
Beautiful shapes, never designed
complexions of roses and cream
But let me remark with to the same

That if at roses you venture to sit
The colors all come away on your lip
So I'll wait for the wild that's waitin' for me
In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps to the sea

You remember young McClaren, of course
But he's over with the rest of the force
I saw him one day as he stood on the
Stopped all the with a wave of his hand

As we were talking of that are gone
The whole town of London stood there to on
But for all his great powers, he's like me
To be back where the dark Mourne down to the sea