I'll Tell Me Ma
Belfast Food
CroMusic at cromusic.crolinks.com
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I'll tell me Ma' when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
They pull my hair, they stole my comb
But that's all right 'til I go home
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is bell of Belfast City
She is courtin' one, two, three
Please won't you tell me who is she
Albert Mooney says she love her
All the boys are fighting for her
They knock at the door and at the bell
Sayin' "oh, my true love, are you well
Out she comes as white as snow
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes
Ol' Lenny Murray says she'll die
If you don't get the fella with her roving eye
Let the wind and the rain and hail blow high
And the snow come tumbling from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie
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 gets home
Let them all come as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still