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I'll tell my ma when I go home,
The boys won't leave the girls alone;
They pulled my hair and stole my comb,
But that's all right till I go home.
She is handsome.... she is pretty,
She is the belle of Belfast city;
She is a-courtin'.... one-two-three,
Please won't you tell me who is she?
I'll tell my ma when I go home,
The boys won't leave the girls alone;
They pulled my hair and stole my comb,
But that's all right till I go home.
She is handsome, she is pretty,
She is the belle of Belfast city;
She is a-courtin', one-two-three,
Please won't you tell me who is she?
Albert Mooney says he loves her,
All the boys are fightin' for her;
Knock at the door and ring the bell,
"Hey, my true love, are you well?"
Out she comes as white as snow,
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes;
Old Johnny Morrissey says she'll die,
If she doesn't get a fella with the roving eye.
I'll tell my ma when I go home,
The boys won't leave the girls alone;
They pulled my hair and stole my comb,
But that's all right till I go home.
She is handsome, she is pretty,
She is the belle of Belfast city;
She is a-courtin', one-two-three,
Please won't you tell me who is she?
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high,
Snow come tumblin' from the sky;
She's as nice as apple pie,
She'll get a fellow 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,
It's Albert Mooney she loves still.
I'll tell my ma when I go home,
The boys won't leave the girls alone;
They pulled my hair and stole my comb,
But that's all right till I go home.
She is handsome, she is pretty,
She is the belle of Belfast city;
She is a-courtin', one-two-three,
Please won't you tell me who is she?
I'll tell my ma when I go home,
The boys won't leave the girls alone;
They pulled my hair and stole my comb,
But that's all right till I go home.
She is handsome, she is pretty,
She is the belle of Belfast city;
She is a-courtin', one-two-three,
Please won't you tell me who is she?
I'll tell my ma when I go home,
The [D7] boys won't leave the girls [G] alone;
[G] They pulled my hair and stole my comb,
But [D7] that's all right till I go [G] home.
[G] She is handsome, [C]she is pretty,
[G] She is the belle of [D7] Belfast city;
[G] She is a-courtin' [C]one-two-three,
[G] Please won't you [D7] tell me who is [G] she?