Dubliners - I'll Tell Me Ma lyrics

I'll tell me ma When I go home The boys won't leave The girls alone They pulled my hair They stole my comb But that's alright 'Til I go home She is handsome she is pretty She is the belle of Dublin city She is a-courting one, two, three Pray would 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 they 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 doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye I'll tell me ma When I go home The boys won't leave The girls alone They pulled my hair They stole my comb But that's alright Til I go home She is handsome she is pretty She is the belle of Dublin city She is a-courting one, two, three Pray would you tell me who is she Let the wind and the rain and the breeze blow high And the snow come falling from the sky She's as sweet as apple pie She'll get her own lad by and by When she gets a lot of her own She won't tell her ma when she gets home Let them all come as they will For Albert Mooney she loves still I'll tell me ma When I get home The boys won't leave The girls alone They pulled my hair They broke my comb But that's alright 'Til I get home She is handsome she is pretty She is the belle of Dublin city She is courting one, two, three Pray would you tell me who is she Albert Mooney says he loves her All the boys are fighting for her Knock at the door And they 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 doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye I'll tell me ma When I go home The boys won't leave The girls alone They pulled my hair They stole my comb But that's alright Til I go home She is handsome she is pretty She is the belle of Dublin city She is courting one, two, three Pray would you tell me who is she