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Mountains of Mourne [☘️]
Percy French

Intro: [F G C]

Oh, [C] Mary this London's a [F] wonderful sight
Where the [G] people are workin' by [F] day and by [C] night
They don't sow potatoes, nor [F] barley, nor wheat
But there's [G] gangs of them diggin' for [F] gold in the [C] street

At [G] least when I asked them that's [C] what I was told
So I just took a hand at this [F] diggin’ for [G] gold
But for [C] all that I found there I [F] might as well be
Where the [G] Mountains of Mourne sweep [F] down to the [C] sea

I believe that when writin' a [F] wish you expressed
As to [G] how the fine ladies in [F] London were [C] dressed
Well, if you'll believe me, when [F] asked to a ball
They [G] don’t wear no top to their [F] dresses at [C] all

Oh, I've [G] seen them myself and you [F] could not in [C] truth
Say if they were bound for a [F] ball or a [G] bath
Don't be [C] startin’ them fashions, now [F] Mary McCree
Where the [G] Mountains of Mourne sweep [F]down to the [C] sea

You remember young Peter O’[F] Loughlin of course
Well, [G] now he is here at the [F] head of the [C] force
I met him today, I was [F] crossing the Strand
And he [G] stopped the whole street with one [F] wave of his [C] hand

And [G] there we stood talking of [F] days that are [C] gone
While the whole population of [F] London looked [G] on
But for [C] all these great powers, he's [F] wishful, like me
To be [G] back where the dark Mourne sweeps [F] down to the [C] sea

[Outro - Slower]

But for [C] all these great powers, he's [F] wishful, like me
To be [G] back where the dark Mourne sweeps [F] down to the [C] sea

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