I'll Tell Me Ma - Belle of Belfast City video free download

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I'll tell me ma when I go home

The boys won't leave the girls alone

Pull my hair, stole my comb

But that's all right till I go home

She is handsome, she is pretty

She is the belle of Belfast city

She is a courtin' a 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

Rap 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, bells on her toes

Old Jenny Murphy says she'll die

If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye

Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high

Snow come shovelling 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 gets home

Let them all come as they will

It's Albert Mooney she loves still

A (tell) E (boys) A (girls)

E (that's) A (I)

A (she) D (2.she) A (3.she) E (Belfast)

A (she) D (one)

A (please) E (tell) A (who)

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v,g, Christina Schwalbach