[00:00.000] 作曲 : Robert Farnon
[00:00.05]Oh Mary, this London’s a wonderful sight
[00:06.80]With people here working by days and by night
[00:13.10]They don’t sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat
[00:18.80]But there’s gangs of them digging for gold in the street
[00:25.42]At least when I ask them, that’s what I was told
[00:31.56]So I just took a hand at this digging for gold
[00:37.76]But for all that I found there, I might as well be
[00:44.05]In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea
[01:04.35]I believe that when writing a wish you expressed
[01:10.60]As to how the fine ladies in London were dressed
[01:17.26]Well if you’ll believe me, when asked to a ball
[01:23.79]They don’t wear no tops to their dresses at all
[01:30.23]Oh, I’ve seen them myself and you could not in truth
[01:36.93]Tell it if they were bound for a ball or a bath
[01:43.60]Don’t be starting them fashions now Mary McRae
[01:49.95]In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea
[02:23.00]There’s beautiful girls here oh never you mind
[02:29.17]Beautiful shapes that nature never designed
[02:36.25]Lovely complexions of roses and cream
[02:42.62]But let me remark with regard to the same
[02:49.06]That if at those roses you venture to sip
[02:55.66]The colors might all come away on your lip
[03:02.14]So I’ll wait for the wild rose that’s waiting for me
[03:08.74]In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea
[03:29.15]You remember young Danny McClaren of course
[03:35.80]Well he’s older here with the rest of the force
[03:42.40]I saw him one day as he stood on the strand
[03:49.00]Stopped all the traffic with a wave of his hand
[03:55.95]As we were talking of days that are gone
[04:02.10]The whole town of London stood there to look on
[04:09.50]But for all his great powers, he’s wishful like me
[04:15.60]To be back where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea