I'll Tell my ma

I'll Tell My ma

Chorus

I'll tell me ma. when I go home, the boys won't leave the girls a-lone.
They pull my hair, they steal my comb, but thats alright till I go home.
She is handsome, she is pretty, shes the belle of Belfast city.
She is courtin', one, two, three, Please won't you tell me who is she?

They rap at the door and they ring at the bell. Saying "Oh, my true love are you wel1"
Out she comes as white as snow, rings on her fingers, bells on her toes.
Old Johny Murray say's she'll die, If she dont get the fellow with the roving eye,

Let them all come as they will,it's Albert Mooney she loves still.

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Let the w ind and the rain and the hail blow high,
And the snow come travelling fae the sky
She's as nice as apple pie, shell get her ain lad by and by.
When she gets a lad of her own, she wont tell ma when she gets home.
Let them all come as they will, it's Albert Mooney she loves still