Tell Me Ma

I'll tell me Ma when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pulled my hair an' they stole my comb But that's alright 'til I go home She is handsome she is pretty, She is the belle of Belfast City She is courting 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 knock at the door and they ring that bell Saying oh my true love's well Out she comes as white as snow Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes Poor 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 my hair an' they stole my comb But that's alright 'til I go home She is handsome she is pretty, She is the belle of Belfast City She is courting one two three, Please won't you tell me who is she Let the wind and rain and the 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 'til she comes home Let them come as they will For it's Albert Mooney she loves still