The Dubliners — Ill Tell My Ma

I'll tell me ma when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone Pull me hair, stole me comb But that's alright till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Dublin city She is a-courting, a-one, two, three Pray, can you tell me who is she? Albert Mooney says he loves her All the boys are fighting for her Knock at the door, they ring at the bell; "Hello, me true love, are you well?" Out she comes, white as snow Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes Ol' Jenny Murray, she says she'll die If she doesn't get a fella with the rovin' eye Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high And the snow come traveling through the sky She's as sweet as apple pie 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 Tell me ma when I go home The boys won't leave the girls alone Pull me hair, stole me comb But that's alright till I go home She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Dublin city She is a-courting, a-one, two, three Pray, can you tell me who is she? Albert mooney says he loves her All the boys are fighting for her Knock at the door, they ring at the bell; "Hello, me true love, are you well?" Out she comes, white as snow Rings on her fingers, bells on her toes Ol' Jenny Murray, she says she'll die If she doesn't get a fella with the rovin' eye Let the wind and the rain and the hail blow high And the snow come traveling through the sky She's as sweet as apple pie 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 She is handsome, she is pretty She is the belle of Dublin city She is a-courting, a-one, two, three Pray, can you tell me who is she?