I'll Tell Me Ma Songtext / Lyric

I'll tell me ma when I go home

The boys won't leave the girls alone

They'll pull my hair, they stole my comb

Well, that's alright till I go home



She is handsome, she is pretty

She is the belle of Belfast City

She is courtin' one, two, three

Please won't you tell me, who is she?



Albert Mooney say's he loves her

All the boy's are fighting for her

They knock at the door and ring at the bell

Oh my true love, are you well?



Out she comes as white as snow

Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes

Ole Jenny Murray says she'll die

If you don't get the fella with the 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 comes home

Let them all come as they will

For it's Albert Mooney she loves still



I'll tell me ma when I go home

The boys won't leave the girls alone

They'll pull my hair, they stole my comb

Well, that's alright till I go home



She is handsome, she is pretty

She is the bell of Belfast City

She is courtin' one, two, three

Please won't you tell me, who is she?



I'll tell me ma when I go home

The boys won't leave the girls alone

They'll pull my hair, they stole my comb

Well, that's alright till I go home



She is handsome, she is pretty

She is the bell of Belfast City

She is courtin' one, two, three

Please won't you tell me, who is she?