Mountains Of Mourne

	  		Capotraste 3ª casa 


Intro: Bb, Eb, Cm7, F, Bb/D, Bb 

   Bb                   Eb        Cm7 
Oh Mary this London's a wonderful sight 
    F                          Bb/D       Bb 
The people here are workin' by day and by night 
                             Eb          Cm7 
They don't sow potatoes, nor barley, nor wheat 
            F                         Bb/D        Bb 
But there's gangs of them diggin' for gold in the street 
   F                              Bb         Gm7 
At least when I asked them that's what I was told 
     Bb            Cm           Eb          F 
So I just took her hand at this diggin' for gold 
        Bb         Cm7           Eb            Dm 
But for all that I found there I might as well be 
   F                   Eb                 Bb/D        Bb 
In the place where the dark Mournes sweep down to the sea. 

(Bb  Eb, Cm7, F, Bb/D, Bb) 

(Same as first verse): 
There's 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 that those roses you venture to sip  
The colours might all come away on your lips  
So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me  
In the place where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea.  

(Bb  Eb, Cm7, F, Bb/D, Bb) x2 

(Same as first verse): 
You remember young Davey Mc Clarin of course  
Well sure, now, he's round here with the rest of the force  
I saw him one day as I was crossin’ the strand  
And he stopped the whole street with a wave of his hand  
And as we stood talkin’ of days that are gone  
The whole town of London stood there to look on  
But for all his great powers he's wishful like me  
To be back where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea  
But for all his great powers he's wishful like me 
To be back where the dark Mourne sweep down to the sea