I’ll Tell Me Ma versuri

Versuri Alan Wagstaff – 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 stole my comb
But that’s alright 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 at the door, they ring at the bell
Sayin’, „Oh my true love, are you well?”

Out she comes as white as snow
Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes
Ol’ Jenny Murphy says she’ll die
If she doesn’t get the fella with the rovin’ eye

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 alright 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?

Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high
And the snow come shovellin’ from the sky
She’s as nice as apple pie
And 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

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 alright 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?

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 alright 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?