Published: 2015-05-18 18:35 Selection chords: Sofia Davis
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GCAm
Oh, Mary, this Londonʼs a wonderful sight
D7G
With people here working by day and by night
CAm
They donʼt sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat
D7G
But thereʼs gangs of them digginʼ for gold in the street
D7GEm
At least when I asked them, thatʼs what I was told
GEmAmD7
So I just took a hand at this digginʼ for gold
GCAm
But for all that Iʼve found there, I might as well be
D7G
In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea
I believe that when writinʼ a wish you expressed
As to how the fine ladies of London were dressed
But if youʼll believe me, when asked to a ball
They donʼt wear no tops to their dresses at all
Oh, Iʼve seen them myself and you could not in truth
Tell if they were bound for a ball or a bath
Donʼt be startinʼ them fashions now, Mary McRee,
In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea
Thereʼs beautiful girls here, oh, never you mind
Beautiful shapes Nature never designed
Lovely complexions of roses and cream
But let me remark with regard to the same
That if at those roses you venture to sit
The colors might all come away on your lip
So Iʼll wait for the wild rose thatʼs waitinʼ for me
In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea
You remember young Diddy McClaren, of course
But heʼs over here with the rest of the force
I saw him one day as he stood on the strand
Stopped all the traffic with a wave of his hand
As we were talking of days that are gone
The whole town of London stood there to look on
But for all his great powers, heʼs wishful like me
To be back where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea