I'll Tell Me Ma
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I'll tell my ma when I go home
The girls won't leave the boys alone
Pulled my hair and they stole my comb
But that's all right 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courtin', one, two, three
Pray, can't you tell me who is she?
Well Albert Mooney says he loves her
And all the boys are fighting for her
Knock at the door and they ring that bell
Oh my true love, are you well?
Out she comes as white as snow
With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
Oh Jenny Murray says she'll die
If she doesn't get the fella with the roving eye
I'll tell my ma when I go home
The girls won't leave the boys alone
Pulled my hair and they stole my comb
But that's all right 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courtin', one, two, three
Pray, can't you tell me who is she?
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
And the snow come a-tumbling from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie
And she'll get her own lad by and by
When she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell her ma 'til she gets home
Let them light up as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still
I'll tell my ma when I go home
The girls won't leave the boys alone
Pulled my hair and they stole my comb
But that's all right 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courtin', one, two, three
Pray, can't you tell me who is she?
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
And the snow come a-tumbling from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie
And she'll get her own lad by and by
When she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell her ma 'til she gets home
Let them light up as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still
I'll tell my ma when I go home
The girls won't leave the boys alone
Pulled my hair and they stole my comb
But that's all right 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courtin', one, two, three
Pray, can't you tell me who is she?
I'll tell my ma when I go home
The girls won't leave the boys alone
Pulled my hair and they stole my comb
But that's all right 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courtin', one, two, three
Pray, can't you tell me who is she?
The girls won't leave the boys alone
Pulled my hair and they stole my comb
But that's all right 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courtin', one, two, three
Pray, can't you tell me who is she?
Well Albert Mooney says he loves her
And all the boys are fighting for her
Knock at the door and they ring that bell
Oh my true love, are you well?
Out she comes as white as snow
With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
Oh Jenny Murray says she'll die
If she doesn't get the fella with the roving eye
I'll tell my ma when I go home
The girls won't leave the boys alone
Pulled my hair and they stole my comb
But that's all right 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courtin', one, two, three
Pray, can't you tell me who is she?
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
And the snow come a-tumbling from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie
And she'll get her own lad by and by
When she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell her ma 'til she gets home
Let them light up as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still
I'll tell my ma when I go home
The girls won't leave the boys alone
Pulled my hair and they stole my comb
But that's all right 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courtin', one, two, three
Pray, can't you tell me who is she?
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
And the snow come a-tumbling from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie
And she'll get her own lad by and by
When she gets a lad of her own
She won't tell her ma 'til she gets home
Let them light up as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still
I'll tell my ma when I go home
The girls won't leave the boys alone
Pulled my hair and they stole my comb
But that's all right 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courtin', one, two, three
Pray, can't you tell me who is she?
I'll tell my ma when I go home
The girls won't leave the boys alone
Pulled my hair and they stole my comb
But that's all right 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast City
She is a-courtin', one, two, three
Pray, can't you tell me who is she?