Fiddler's Green - I'll Tell Me Ma lyrics

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 all right till I get home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast city She is courting 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 Knock at the door and ring the bell Saying, oh my true love, are you well? Out she comes, white as snow Rings on her fingers and bells on her toes Old Johnny Murray says she'll die If she doesn't get the fellow with the roving eye Note: This verse is only sung by the Irish Rovers in the 50 Years Vol. 1 Album. A-skippin' she's the best of all. She never trips, she never falls. Double Dutch or Hieland toe. She's the one that steals the show. When they all come out to play. She's the one that leads the way. Albert Mooney's always there. To see the girl with the golden hair. Let the wind and the rain and the hail go high Snow come tumbling from the sky She's as nice as apple pie She'll get a fellow 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 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 all right till I get home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Belfast city She is courting one, two, three Please, won't you tell me, who is she?