Mountains Of Mourne

Oh,  FIRST NAME OF FEMALE IN ROOM, this London's a(n)  ADJECTIVE sight With people here working by day and by night. They don't sow  FOOD PLURAL nor  FOOD nor wheat, But there's gangs of them  VERB END IN ING for gold in the street. At least when I  VERB PAST TENSE them, that's what I was told So I just took a hand at this  VERB END IN ING for gold But for all that I've found there, I might as well be In the place where the  ADJECTIVE Mourne sweeps down to the  NOUN. I believe that when writin' a  NOUN you expressed As to how the fine  PLURAL NOUN of London were dressed But if you'll  VERB me, when asked to a ball They don't wear no  PLURAL NOUN to their dresses at all Oh, I've seen them myself and you could not in truth Tell if they were bound for a(n)  NOUN or a bath Don't be startin' them fashions now,  FULL NAME OF FEMALE IN ROOM, In the place where the  ADJECTIVE Mourne sweeps down to the  NOUN. There's beautiful  PLURAL NOUN here, oh, never you mind Beautiful  PLURAL NOUN Nature never you mind Lovely complexions of roses and  COLOR But let me remark with regard to the same That if at those roses you venture to  VERB The colors might all come away on your  NOUN So I'll wait for the wild rose that's waitin' for me In the place where the  ADJECTIVE Mourne sweeps down to the sea You remember young  FULL NAME OF MALE IN ROOM, of course But he's over here with the rest of the force I saw him one day as he stood on the  NOUN Stopped all the traffic with a wave of his  BODY PART As we were  VERB ENDING IN ING of days that are gone The whole town of London stood there to look on But for all his great  PLURAL NOUN, he's wishful like me To be back where the  ADJECTIVE Mourne sweeps down to the  NOUN