[00:00.00] 作词 : Percy French[00:01.00] 作曲 : Heuston Collisson[00:13.41]Oh, Mary, this London's a wonderful sight[00:18.39]With the people here working by day and by night[00:24.60]They don't sow potatoes[00:27.54]Nor barley, nor wheat[00:30.12]But there's gangs of them diggin' for gold in the street[00:36.57]At least when I asked them[00:39.54]That's what I was told[00:42.18]So I just took a hand at this diggin' for gold[00:48.09]But for all that I've found there[00:51.42]I might as well be[00:53.94]Where the mountains of Mourne[00:57.12]Sweep down to the sea[01:12.12]I believe that when writin'[01:15.21]A wish you expressed[01:17.91]As to how the fine ladies[01:21.06]In London were dressed[01:24.06]But if you'll believe me[01:27.03]When asked to a ball[01:30.06]They don't wear a top to their dresses at all[01:34.86]Oh, I've seen them myself and you could not in truth[01:44.10]Tell if they were bound for a ball or a bath[01:47.76]Don't be startin' them fashions now, Mary McRee[01:53.64]Where the mountains of Mourne[01:56.46]Sweep down to the sea[02:11.73]You remember young Peter O’Lachlan, of course[02:17.52]Well, here he is now at the head of the force[02:23.64]I met him today, I was crossing the Strand[02:29.31]And he stopped the whole street[02:31.86]With one wave of his hand[02:35.64]And there we stood talking of days that are gone[02:41.16]While the whole population of London look down[02:47.13]But for all his great powers[02:50.31]He's wishful like me[02:53.07]To be back where dark Mourne[02:56.01]Sweeps down to the sea[03:11.16]There's beautiful girls here[03:14.07]Oh, never you mind[03:17.07]With beautiful shapes nature never designed[03:23.16]And lovely complexions of roses and cream[03:28.83]But O’Lachlan remarked with regard to the same[03:33.24]That if at those roses you venture to sip[03:38.55]The color might all come away on your lip[03:46.53]So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waiting for me[03:54.09]Where the mountains of Mourne[03:57.27]Sweep down to the sea