I'll tell me ma when I gone home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole me comb But that's alright till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She's the belle of Belfast City She is a courting one, two, three Please won't you tell me who is she? Now Albert Mooney says he loves her And all the boys are fighting for her Knocking on the door and they're ringing on the bell Saying, "Oh my true love, are you well?" Oh she comes as white as snow With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes Old Johnny Murphy says she'll die If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye I'll tell me ma when I gone home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole me comb But that's alright till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She's the belle of Belfast City She is a courting one, two, three Please won't you tell me who is she? Let the wind and the rain and the hail come high And the snow come shoveling from the sky She's as nice as 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 It's Patrick Murphy she loves still I'll tell me ma when I gone home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole me comb But that's alright till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She's the belle of Belfast City She is a courting one, two, three Please won't you tell me who is she? She is handsome, she is pretty She's the belle of Belfast City She is a courting one, two, three Please won't you tell me who is she?
I'll tell me ma when I gone home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole me comb But that's alright till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She's the belle of Belfast City She is a courting one, two, three Please won't you tell me who is she? Now Albert Mooney says he loves her And all the boys are fighting for her Knocking on the door and they're ringing on the bell Saying, "Oh my true love, are you well?" Oh she comes as white as snow With rings on her fingers and bells on her toes Old Johnny Murphy says she'll die If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye I'll tell me ma when I gone home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole me comb But that's alright till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She's the belle of Belfast City She is a courting one, two, three Please won't you tell me who is she? Let the wind and the rain and the hail come high And the snow come shoveling from the sky She's as nice as 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 It's Patrick Murphy she loves still I'll tell me ma when I gone home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole me comb But that's alright till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She's the belle of Belfast City She is a courting one, two, three Please won't you tell me who is she? She is handsome, she is pretty She's the belle of Belfast City She is a courting one, two, three Please won't you tell me who is she?
