I'll Tell Me Ma

I'll tell me Ma when I go home

The boys won't leave the girls alone

They pulled me hair and they stole me comb

But that's alright 'til I go home

She is handsome, she is pretty

She is a girl of Belfast City

She is a-courtin' one, two, three

Please, won't you tell me, who is she?

Albert Mooney says he loves her

All the boys are fighting for her

They rap on the door and they ring at the bell

Saying "Oh, me true love, are you well?"

Out she comes as white as snow

Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes

Old Johnny Murray says she'll die

If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye

I'll tell me Ma when I go home

The boys won't leave the girls alone

They pulled me hair and they stole me comb

But that's alright 'til I go home

She is handsome, she is pretty

She is a girl of Belfast City

She is a-courtin' one, two, three

Please, won't you tell me, who is she?

Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high

And the smoke come travelin' from the sky

She's as nice as an 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 when she comes home

Let them all come as they will

For it's Albert Mooney she loves still

I'll tell me Ma when I go home

The boys won't leave the girls alone

They pulled me hair and they stole me comb

But that's alright 'til I go home

She is handsome, she is pretty

She is a girl of Belfast City

She is a-courtin' one, two, three

Please, won't you tell me, who is she?