Chords for Mountains of Mourne - Bridie Gallagher

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_ Oh, merely this London, [F] so wonderful [D]
size, With [Dm] the people [G] here working [F] by [C] day [Dm] and [C] by night.
_ They don't sow potatoes, _ [F] barley or [D]
wheat, And [Dm] there's gangs of [G] them digging [F] for [Em] [Dm] gold in [C] the streets.
At least [G] when I asked them, [F] that's [C] what [Eb] I was [C] told, So I just took [A] a hand at [D] this digging.
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But [C] for all that I found there, [F] I might as [D] well be, Where [Dm] the mountains [G] of morn sweep [F] [Em] down [Dm] into [C] the sea.
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I believe that when writing, [F] I wish you [D] expressed, As [Dm] to how the [G] fine ladies of [F] [C] London [Dm] are [C]
dressed.
Well, if you believe me, [F] well, that's too _ [D]
bold, Faith [Dm] that don't wear [G] an up to their [F] [Em] dresses [Dm] at [C]
all.
Oh, [A] I've seen them [G] myself, and [F] you could [Am] [Ebm] not [C] entrust, _ Save where they were [A] bound for [D] a bowl or [G] a bath.
Don't [C] be starting them fashions now, [F] merely [D] believe, Where [Dm] the mountains of [G]
morn sweep [F] [Em] down [Dm] into the [C]
sea.
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You remember the old Peter, [F] old Loughlin, [D] of course, Well, [Dm] now he is [G]
here at [Dm] the head [C] of [Dm] the [C]
horse.
I met him today, I [F] was crossing the [D] Strand, And [Dm] he stopped the whole [G] street with one [F] [C] wave [Dm] of his [C]
hand.
[G] And there we stood, half full [F] of [C] days [Ebm] that [C] are gone, While the whole [A] population _ [D] of London looked [G]
on.
But [C] for all these great flowers, [F] he's wishful like [D]
me, To [Dm] be back where the [G] morn _ [F] sweeps [Em] down [Dm] into [C] the sea.
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_ _ [G] _ [D] _ [Em] _ [D] _
_ There's beautiful girls here, [G] ah, never [E] mind, _ [Em] With beautiful _ [A]
shapes [G] nature [D] never [Em] [D] designed,
_ And lovely _ complexions, [G] all roses and [E] cream, But [Em] for Loughlin we [A] _
marked with [G] [D] regard [Em] to the [D] same,
_ That if [A] at those _ roses [G] you [D] venture [Fm] [D] to see, The colour might [B]
all come [E] away on [A] your lips,
So [D] I'll wait for the wilds _ [G] waiting [E] for me, [Em] Where the mountains [A] of morn sweep [G]
[D] down [Em] into the [D] sea.
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