I'll Tell You My Ma

I'll tell you my ma when I go home the boys

won't leave the girls alone

They grab my hair and they robbed my comb

but that's allright till I get home

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She is handsome, she is pretty

She is the belle of Belfast City

She is courtin' one-two-three

Please won't you tell me who is she

Albert Mooney says he loves her,

all the boys are fighting for her

They rap at the door and they ring the bell,

oh my true love are you well?

Out she comes as white as snow,

rings in her fingers, bells on her toes

Jenny Murphy says she'll die if she doesn't

get the fellow with the roving eye

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Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high,

the snow come shovelling from the sky

She's as nice as an apple pie and will get her

own lad by and by

When she get a lad of her own,

she won't tell her ma when she gets home

Let them all come as they will,

but it's Albert Mooney she loves still

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