I'll tell me Ma when I go home
The boys won't leave the girls alone.
They pull my hair, they steal my comb,
but that's alright till I get home.
Chorus:
She is handsome, she is pretty
She is the belle from Belfast city
She is courtin' 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.
They knock at the door and ring at the bell
Saying "Oh, my true love are you well?"
Out she comes as white as snow,
Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes.
Ol Jenny Murray says she'll die,
If she don't get the fellow with the roving eye.
Chorus
Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
and the snow come tumblin' from the sky
She's as sweet 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 gets home
Let them all come as they will
For it's Albert Mooney she loves still.
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