I'll Tell My Ma

I'll tell my ma when I go home,
the boys won't leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair they stole my comb,
but that's all right till I go home
She is handsome she is pretty,
she is the belle of Dublin City
She is a courtin' one, two, three,
please won't you tell me who is she

Albert Mooney sez he loves her, all the boys are fighting for her
Rappin' on the door and ringin' on the bell,
"Oh, my true love are you well?"
Out she comes as white as snow,
rings on her fingers and bells on here toes
Oul' Johnny Murphy sez she she'll die,
if she doesn't get the fella with the rovin' eye

Let the wind, the rain the hail blow,
high and the snow come travelin' from the sky
She's as nice as apple pie
she'll get her own lad by and by
When she gets a man of her own,
she won't tell her ma when she goes home
Let them all try as they will,
it's Albert Mooney she loves still

I'll tell my ma when I go home,
the boys won't leave the girls alone
They pulled my hair they stole my comb,
but that's all right till I go home