Tell Me Ma

Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Albert Mooney says he loves her All the boys are fighting for her Knock at the door and they ring that bell Oh, my true love, are you well? Out she comes, as white as snow Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes Old Johnny Murray says, "She will die If she doesn't get the fella with the roving eye" Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? (Whoo, oh) (Yo) Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high And the snow come a-tumbling 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, 'til she comes home Let them all come, as they will For it's Albert Mooney she loves still Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? (Oh, spéirbhwan) (Whoo, oh) (Yo) (Whoo, oh) Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high And the snow come a-tumbling 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, 'til she comes home Let them all come, as they will For it's Albert Mooney she loves still Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Tell me, ma, when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb Well, that's alright, 'til I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast City She is a-courting one, two, three Pray, won't you tell me who is she? Won't you tell me Won't you tell me Won't you tell me who is she? Won't you tell me Won't you tell me Won't you tell me who is she? Won't you tell me Won't you tell me Won't you tell me who is she? Won't you tell me Won't you tell me Won't you tell me who is she? (Yoo, oh) (Yo) (Yoo, oh)