Tommy Makem - I'll Tell My Ma lyrics

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Tommy Makem - I'll Tell My Ma lyrics

[Chorus] I'll tell me Ma when I go home, The boys won't leave the girls alone They pull my hair, they stole my comb But that's all right till I get 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 They knock on the door, they ring on the bell, say "Oh my true love are you well?" Out she comes as white as snow, rings on her fingers, bells on her toes Oul Johnny Murray says she'll die if she doesn't get the fellow with the rovin' eye [Chorus] Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high and the snow come tumblin' from the sky She's as nice as apple pie and she'll get her own lad bye and bye 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 [Chorus]