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Ill tell me Ma - text

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 ring the 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 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

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