I'll tell me ma when I go home, the boys won't leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair an' they stole my comb, but that's alright 'til I go 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?
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Albert Mooney says he loves her, all the boys are fighting for her
They knock at the door and ring 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
Johnny Murray 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 go high and still come tumblin' back from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie, she'll get her 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, for it's Albert Mooney she loves still
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I'll tell me ma when I go home, the boys won't leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair an' they stole my comb, but that's alright 'til I go 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?
I'll tell me ma when I go home, the boys won't leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair an' they stole my comb, but that's alright 'til I go home (hey)
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?