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Video Karaoke The Mountains of Mourne - Irish Mist

Este tema es una versión de The Mountains of Mourne, que popularizó Irish Mist

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Tempo: variable (alrededor de 75 BPM)

Tonalidad idéntica al original: RE

Duración: 04:09 - Escuchar en: 01:21

Fecha de publicación: 1985
Géneros: Céltico, Música tradicional, Folk, En inglés
Compositor original: Houston Collison, Percy French, Trad
Productores/Arreglistases: Tony Britten, Joe Giltrap, Malcolm Rogers, Don McLean

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Letra The Mountains of Mourne

Oh Mary, this London's a wonderful sight
With the people here workin' by day and by night
They don't grow 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
Remember young Peter
O'Laughlin of course
He's over here now at the head of the force
I met him today as I walked down the strand
Sure he stopped all the traffic with one wave of his hand
As we stood there and talked of the days that were gone
Sure the whole population of London looked on
But for all his great powers he's longing like me to be back where the dark mourne sweeps down to the sea
There's beautiful girls here I should never mind
With wonderful shapes nature never designed
Lovely complexions all roses and cream
As O'Laughlin remarked with regards to the same
But if at those roses you happened to sip
Sure the colour would all come away on your lips
So I wait for my Wild Rose who's waiting for me where the mountains of mourne sweep down to the sea
Oh Mary, this London's a wonderful sight
With the people here workin' by day and by night
They don't grow 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

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