The Mountains Omourne Acordes

	  
Intro: G 

Verse 
                          Am 
Oh, Mary, this London's a wonderful sight 
     D                      G 
With people here working by day and by night 
                            C 
They don't sow potatoes nor barley nor wheat 
            D                         G                   Am  G 
But there's gangs of them diggin' for gold in the street 

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

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

Verse 
                     C            G 
Oh, I've seen them meself and you could not in truth 
                                  D 
Say that if they were bound for a ball or a bath 
         G                            C 
Don't be startin' them fashions, now, Mary McCree 
          D                        G 
Where the Mountains O'Mourne sweep down to the sea 

Verse 
                                  Am 
There's beautiful girls here, oh, never you mind 
     D                       G 
With beautiful shapes nature never designed 
                        C 
Lovely complexions, all roses and cream 
    D                    G 
But let me remark with regard to the same 

Verse 
     C                     G 
That if at those roses you venture to sip 
                            D 
The colours might all come away on your lip 
         G                             C 
So, I'll wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me 
       D                                  G 
In the place where the dark Mourne sweeps down to the sea