Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Anne Barrett
Lead Vocals
John Hamilton
Lead Vocals
Philip Larsen
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donie Cassidy
Composer
Mick Foster
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Hamilton
Producer
Philip Larsen
Producer
Anne Barrett
Producer
Lyrics
[Chorus]
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 all right till 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?
[Chorus]
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 all right till 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?
[Verse 1]
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 Jenny Murray says she will die
If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye
[Chorus]
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 all right till 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?
[Verse 2]
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 till she comes home
Let them all come as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still
[Chorus]
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 all right till 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?
[Verse 3]
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 till she comes home
Let them all come as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still
[Chorus]
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 all right till 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?
[Chorus]
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 all right till 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?
[Chorus]
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 all right till 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?
[Outro]
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?
Written by: Dp, John Hamilton, Philip Larsen
