Tell me Ma
Sham Rock /Angelo,Kelly Nr.: 84
I`ll tell me, ma, when I go homeThe boys won't leave the girls aloneThey pulled my hair, they stole me combBut that's alright, 'til I go homeShe is handsome, she is prettyShe is the belle of Belfast CityShe is a-courting one, two, threePlease, won't you tell me who is she? Albert Mooney says he loves herAll the boys are fighting for herThey knock at the door and they ring at the bellOh, me true love, are you well?Out she comes, as white as snowRings on her fingers and bells on her toesOld Johnny Murray says, "She`ll dieIf she doesn't get the fella with the roving eye" I`ll tell me, ma, when I go homeThe boys won't leave the girls aloneThey pulled my hair, they stole me combBut that's alright, 'til I go homeShe is handsome, she is prettyShe is the belle of Belfast CityShe is a-courting one, two, threePlease, won't you tell me who is she? Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow highAnd the snow come a traveling through the skyShe's as nice as apple pieShe'll get her own lad, by and byWhen she gets a lad of her ownShe won't tell her ma, when she gets homeLet them all come, as they willIt's Albert Mooney she loves still I`ll tell me, ma, when I go homeThe boys won't leave the girls aloneThey pulled my hair, they stole me combBut that's alright, 'til I go homeShe is handsome, she is prettyShe is the belle of Belfast CityShe is a-courting one, two, threePlease, won't you tell me who is she?