文本歌词

I'll Tell Me Ma - The Blarney Lads
I'll tell me ma when I get home
The boys won't leave
The girls alone they
Pulled me hair they stolen me comb
But that's alright till I go home
She is handsome she is pretty
She is the belle of Belfast city
She is a-courting one two three
Pray can you tell me who is she
Albert Mooney says he loves her
All the boys are fightin' for her
Knock at the door
They're ringin' 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 says she'll die
If she doesn't get the fellow
With the roving eye
Tell me ma when I get home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
Pulled me hair stolen me comb
But that's alright till I get home
She is handsome she is pretty
She is the belle Belfast city
She is a-courting one two three
Pray can you tell me who is she
Let the rain
And the hail blow high
Snow come travelin' through the sky
She's as sweet as apple pie
She'll get her own right 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 get home
The boys won't leave the girls alone
Pulled me hair stolen me comb
But that's alright till I get home
She is handsome she is pretty
She is the belle Belfast city
She is a-courting one two three
Pray can you tell me who is she